only the sunset knows my blind desire for the fleeting
only the moon understands the beauty of love
when held by a hand like the aura of nostalgia
Inspirado en parte por la españa vacía, el libro escrito por sergio del molino
cerrada
mordaz
vacía
retorcido
camino
bloqueado
ironía
mordido
presionado
acerbo
después
abatimiento
refugio
desolado
centinela
*imágenes realizadas con olympus om10, objetivo de 135mm f/3.5, película de blanco y negro de ilford, sin editar*
a tale of wine, hornazo and ‘oars’ on lunes de agua on salamancastreets
I wonder, would it be true and fair to describe Spain as the home of ‘fiestas’?
Each town, each community, often has more than one day set aside each year to celebrate one thing, or another.
Perhaps none has a celebration quite as distinctive as that held in Salamanca each year. Hot on the heels of the solemn processions and religous observance over Easter comes Lunes de Agua.
Literally ‘water Monday’, the (half) day fiesta which begins in the middle of the afternoon, on the Monday which follows Easter Monday, brings everyone in the family (young and old) together to celebrate the day on which, by long-standing tradition (dating back to the reign of Felipe II) the prostitutes of this ancient University city, banished during Semana Santa from its beautiful streets and plazas, were repatriated (with pomp and circumstance) from the far side of the river Tormes by boat. The…
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A post on salamancastreets featuring a close encounter with a frisky bull and a less than adequate fence, (two) group(s) of brightly clad bikers, a couple of donkeys, some bees and some very friendly locals in a bar in Peñacaballera.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
– The Road not taken, Robert Frost
An expedition along the Ruta de la Plata which traces the path of a still visible Roman road known as the Via de la plata.
Along the road which winds its way from Mérida to Astorga, we had a close encounter with a frisky bull and a less than adequate fence, (two) group(s) of brightly clad bikers, a couple of donkeys, some bees and some very friendly locals in a bar in Peñacaballera.
The incident with the bull involved a degree of clear, present and imminent danger and I felt stopping to take a portrait shot would perhaps have been inadvisable. The bull which features below was…
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bajo el puente
bajo el puente
— Read on salamancastreets.com/2019/03/19/bajo-el-puente/
The world is a book and those who do not travel read only one page.
St. Augustine
The clue to this post is in the title, which is a clumsy attempt to wrap multiple concepts into a single pithy phrase.
Among my resolutions this year were to write and shoot more. Rather dismally I have failed to respond well to my own resolutions. This does of course make choosing next year’s resolutions so much easier, as I plan to have another go.
However, I am happy to report that I have read a lot this year. And I will write about that also. In due course, the fullness of time, and so on.
I have also travelled a great deal. A very great deal. And, that is also something I intend to write about on the same terms as above.
I am not comfortable with my personal carbon footprint this year. So, trees will need to be planted. Probably enough to stock a decent sized hillside.
What prompted this post was my need to share (other than on my FB page) my journey home.
Don’t forget:beautiful sunsets need cloudy skies.
– Paulo Coelho
No filters and no edits.
Shot from the window of my BA flight home last night.
For WordPress weekly photo challenge rise/set
‘We know that we fear to win
And so we end before we begin’
U2 – Every Breaking Wave
take the
shot,
if you don’t, you’ll
never
know,
will
you?
For WordPress weekly photo challenge ‘variations on a theme’
*Shot with Nikon D700 and Nikkor 80-200mm f/2.d ‘push pull’ lens at f/2.8, 1/4000s and ISO200*
A pedestrian reflection from Belgrade.
For WordPress weekly photo challenge – pedestrian
“To be a wave understanding the influence of the moon;
To be a tree and read the memory of the leaves;
To be an insignificant pedestrian on the streets”
– Dejan Stojanovic
Images captured on a late Summer evening with my Olympus OM10 and 100 ASA black and white film.
Ever wondered what it would be like to work as a consultant, travelling the world, meeting new people, experiencing new cultures, stretching yourself intellectually and emotionally, being wined and dined?
Passing straight through the lounge doors at the airport?
A silk carpet, leather seats.
Flying the blue. Not Ryanair yellow. Not Easyjet orange?
Welcome to my world.
Here’s an A to Z of what it actually feels (looks) like.
