Just to validate what I wrote here, here’s my take on this week’s photo challenge.
Some crazy planes flew over the Thames one day and I happened to be in the Southbank, by Tate Modern, looking up and found those random zigzag patterns over Blackfriars Bridge. Result: very pretty sunset.
If I could choose where I would like to be transported to, I would definitely choose London.
It may sound crazy and obsessive, but I still dream of going back there on a daily basis.
When I saw this week‘s challenge, I was excited almost immediately. It is about reflection and I just happen to have plenty of pictures that portray reflections (this post even featured a photo of reflections). Here’s one of them.
This is my take on Birmigham Canal.
Once I was asked, in one of my English lessons, what paradise would look like for me
My answer was, and I still remember it until now,
“Paradise would look like a place filled with any book you could ever think of, any book you want to read, and you are free to read there as long as you want.”
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I love England in a heat wave.
It’s a different country.
All the rules change.
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You know what I mean.
People are more at ease – a couple of days’ sunshine and we become Italians.
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Robbie Turner in Atonement by Ian McEwan (p. 128)