Took this photo a while ago, but forgot about it. I took my girls to a park in Seattle and here were these two practicing acrobatic moves, I think…
Wonderful shot, I am sure Alexander Calder would be proud!
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After the brutally hot bus ride from Buenos Aires to Cordoba, Kristie and I arrived at our hostel. We reserved a private room* and ended up with the equivalent of an apartment. Fine by us given our relatively small digs in BA. As we didn’t arrive until 11pm or so, we decided to decline the hostel’s offer for going out at 1:15am, and hit the sack.
Friday and Saturday included coffee, trying to visit a museum dedicated to citizens who disappeared during the 1970s at the time of Argentina’s dictatorship but was inexplicably closed both days, almost attending a Catholic concert at the cathedral on Friday night, walking through some parks that have seen better days, trying to avoid running into the mobs of people on the pedestrian streets and catching some Bond Skyfall action.
Looks like a cool park!
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Quick update from Salta. After a looooong bus ride of 24 hours, we safely arrived in the colonial city of Salta early Saturday morning. We’d been travelling with some Ozzies and an American, but they would go straight on to the salt lakes in Bolivia, what a journey! The Salta region is supposed to be very beautiful, so for us it was our third destination. It took us some time to find a good hostel, as the ones we had sought out in the Lonely Planet did not exist anymore. Finally, we found La Posta, the cutest hostel we’ve been in so far! It feels like a home. We’d been offered coffee straight away and we spent the morning and afternoon chilling in the patio, swinging in the hammock, enjoying the warm sun on my face. Very relaxing. After siesta, we strolled around the town center, which is very pretty and photogenic. We had our first true helados, (ice cream), in the park among hundreds of pigeons, popped into cute shops and discovered an Andes market, where shopkeepers were selling everything from herbs to alpaca clothes to electronics.
Sounds fun and nice shot!
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Interesting shot. Great one!
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cjbaltzley writes, “At a park near the American River. A family was teaching their kids to ride bikes. Can you hear what he’s saying? “Hey! Wait for me!”
I can hear it!
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Sue writes, “…and I think about how the cool grass felt under my feet. I think about the way summers were when I was a girl and my dad told me to go barefoot to toughen up the soles of my feet. Summer was for playing, wearing less, feeling the sun, and swimming until my fingerprints were shriveled. Oh yeah, and bologna sandwiches on Wonder bread.
One of my old prints taken with a Spartus 120 camera.”
Happy memories, for sure! This photo has a very peaceful feeling and is really beautiful!
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Sharon writes, “Hiking barefoot. Just kidding.”
So glad you’re kidding. Wow, such a beautiful spot!
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“Looking for love in all the strange places
I took this photo last July (2010) on one of the pathways in Willistead Park, which is found in the historic neighbourhood of Walkerville in Windsor, Ontario. I wander through this beautiful park regularly as it is just a couple of blocks from my home. The park was originally the grounds for Willistead Manor, a gorgeous Tudoresque home built in 1906 for Edward Chandler, son of Hiram Walker, founder of Canadian Club. It’s named for one of Edward’s deceased brothers, Willis.
I included my feet in the photo to give perspective to the size of the message and to show that it was on the ground. Plus, I like taking pictures of my feet.
The message reads: “I love you with all my heart. I want only you forever.”
There is a high school right across the street so I imagine that the creator of this message was a student. I find the fact that he/she doesn’t identify “you” interesting. I like to think that he or she was using the plural form of the word and it means everybody who happens to look down and see it, like me. : ) “
Nice shot and a wonderful story!
lisarides8 writes, “This was the first really warm spring day in Chicago last year; I think in the mid-60s, which is shocking for March.
I was on the lunch break during a Master Gardener’s training program at the Garfield Park Conservatory. I wanted to soak up the sun as much as possible after a long winter, so the shoes and socks had to come off, (you can see the sock marks on my ankles and feet). Then I spread my toes, which is a yogic exercise.”
And a lot if us are looking forward to doing that again, soon, we hope.
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