I left New Zealand mid-2003, bound for Istanbul and a new lif. After two years, a Belgian guy lured me into his world, deep in the heart of Europe. For a long time I was an in-process immigrant. One day we married. These days it's about photography, a little red wine and wandering ... and so the journey goes.
Broken glass, of course ... I think maybe I was the only one stunned by the result. I need to go back and look at it again, just to see what I photographed.
I had to smile Peter, it was from your area ... on Grote Markt, near the wire shot I posted a while ago.
Broken glass?
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Broken glass?
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Broken glass something or other!!! What is it?? What is it???! How are you feeling btw? We're flu ridden here on Cape Cod. :(
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ReplyDeleteBroken glass, of course ... I think maybe I was the only one stunned by the result. I need to go back and look at it again, just to see what I photographed.
ReplyDeleteI had to smile Peter, it was from your area ... on Grote Markt, near the wire shot I posted a while ago.
Miserable, Claudia. It's 3am as I reply to these comments and I'm up with a bowl of hot water, towel and eucalyptus ...
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