right here. Remember, you don't stop playing when you grow old, but you grow old when you stop playing.
Impressions of Belgrade and Serbia and maybe photos from an in-country trip by a long-term ex-pat.
Thursday, May 21, 2009
Cross your carrots!
right here. Remember, you don't stop playing when you grow old, but you grow old when you stop playing.
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Really nice reflection :).
I love fruits and vegetables with special shapes (specially when going to the open air market to buy them).
I would be almost afraid to eat that carrot. I think that I would plant it again in the garden and hope that it flowers for the bees.
Brilliant. I hope we never stop playing.
Hear, hear! Keep on playing!
(As a kid, we had soup for dinner almost every day at least in the winter - and I used to try to connect the oil slicks floating on top into one really big one - I can still hear, 'Nemoj da se igras sa hranom.' Cheers!
I love the photo AND the quote. I agree, you have to grow up, but you don't have to grow old. ;)
Truer words were never spoken.
Haha, great picture!
Well, guess you visited my blog a couple of months ago and left a comment on a post about kolo - sorry for only getting to reply your comment now! Lots going on around here lately, I almost forgot I had a blog!
Anyways, hope you managed to learn kolo a bit, with the instructions I gave in that post! :)
Your blog is great, gonna add it to my blog friends' list!
All the best from a Brazilian in love with Serbia (and hoping to come back to Beograd real soon!)
- Maria
A lucky carrot! It's lucky that you didn't eat it. I play with my food too - it tastes better shen it is arranged playfully.
Very clever! That carrot was obviously crossing its fingers that it wouldn't be eaten, and it worked! :-)
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