Just in the mood to post pics
I love this photo. I realize I might be the only one, and I accept that. The day of this pic it was cold in London. Much colder than it had been in MN. I had spring fever and needed to get out of the house. Kate and I hung out in Crystal Palace on this day, and by the time I was ready to go home, I had just had it. Freezing, damp, sore feet, hungry - that whole thing. I think I look a bit like someone who isn't sure about a room for the night. Not something easy or comfortable to think about, but for some odd reason it pleases me to look the part and fantasize about surviving the experience. This probably means I should get out of social work. I'm afraid it has me now though. Too much about it keeps me sucked in to the misery and hope of it all. Anyway, since I now have no car this is a common look for me around the streets of London. In other words, I'm looking street in the streets. Word.
This is my favorite Paris spot, amongst the hub and the bub of the Louvre grounds. It's tranquil and feminine and compelling, all in one tiny space. It's the statue that starts it, and the water that ends it. There is tension in this art park, but of the most pleasing variety.
I had to take a trip to a small town about an hour out of London the other day. The city I visited (Bedford) was odd. A hodgepodge of punked out loitering teenagers, strip malls and middle aged pregnant women. It felt spooky, to be honest. On the way, I took a photo of this lovely field from the window of the train. It was a pretty ride.
This is a georgous view of London from a cute little neighborhood near me called "Crystal Palace."
This is my favorite Paris spot, amongst the hub and the bub of the Louvre grounds. It's tranquil and feminine and compelling, all in one tiny space. It's the statue that starts it, and the water that ends it. There is tension in this art park, but of the most pleasing variety.
I had to take a trip to a small town about an hour out of London the other day. The city I visited (Bedford) was odd. A hodgepodge of punked out loitering teenagers, strip malls and middle aged pregnant women. It felt spooky, to be honest. On the way, I took a photo of this lovely field from the window of the train. It was a pretty ride.
This is a georgous view of London from a cute little neighborhood near me called "Crystal Palace."
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