I was invited by Raj (XDrive) to join the Seven Day B&W Photo Challenge. (Thank you, Raj)
The Rules are
• Seven days.
• Seven black and white photos of your life.
• No people.
• No explanation.
• Challenge someone new each day
Today I would like to challenge Anita
Anita, participate only if you have time, no compulsion. I know you have a new little member of your family to take care of!
In Sofia, Bulgaria, I walked past this bar at night, a marvel of roundedness? Click here for more rounded entries on WordPress!
According to the tourist information, the small town of Adare (/æˈdeɪr/; Irish: Áth Dara, meaning ”ford of [the] oak”) in County Limerick, Ireland, is one of Ireland’s prettiest towns.
When we visited, the weather was, as I guess the weather is most here, rainy with short glimpses of sun. And the village is pretty – with thatched roofs and brightly coloured houses. About 3000 inhabitants, so I felt rather at home – the same size as the village I live in. Above is the main street.
Despite the rain, we ventured out towards Desmond Castle, on the north bank of the river Maigue. And we were lucky – the sun came through!
I Just want to send a heartfelt Thank You to WordPress Discover and to all my readers and followers, old and new, who faithfully support this blog (and me!). Without you, life would lose this silver lining called blogging. Connecting worldwide, the possibility of meeting friends live, and helping each other to stay positive despite a troubled world. Thank you ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥
For Paula, at Lost in Translation – my fall is an underground one. Maybe not that beautiful, but at least special…
Viveka treated me with a bottle of champagne on my birthday – the last day in Poland. So cheers to Viveka as well, and to the spectacular Light Move Festival!
I will post next week on some of the events – nights and days – in this lovely city of Łódź.
Just prepairing…
For Paula’s Traces of the Past – a picture taken in Rom’s Ostia Antica. A magnificent place to stroll and marvel at our ancestor’s architecture.
Steps and stairs always speak to you, don’t they. The material is of course important, and the age. As often for me, I love the old ones best. Worn down, used for hundreds or even thousands of years.
Ostia Antica, Italy. A theatre, yes, but you also have to walk the steps to get to your seat. And in the header, old steps leading to a house in the abandoned village Castro in western Spain.
Somehow I see the theater’s steps as going down – while in Castro the steps are leading upwards.
Leya 
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