Taken just a few weeks ago in the town of Bela Crkva (BEH-la TSURK-va), which means "white church." Wreaths here are usually hung on doors for saints' days or village celebrations. Not sure what this one was for, but even though it's seen better days, it's still pretty.Tuesday, December 9, 2008
White door and wreath in "Bela Crkva"
Taken just a few weeks ago in the town of Bela Crkva (BEH-la TSURK-va), which means "white church." Wreaths here are usually hung on doors for saints' days or village celebrations. Not sure what this one was for, but even though it's seen better days, it's still pretty.
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This is a beautiful, simple picture. I love it.
It has that faded beauty that works well with the door.
That's what Life is about.
Very sensitive poem of Desanka Maksimović yesterday.
I was thinking on similar lines with Therese - the wreath immediately brought to mind the Bloody Fairy Tale for me; lost beauty has a quiet dignity.
It's a sort of fairy tale. I always think what does it mean, what's the story behind this?
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