Tuesday, December 31, 2019
Saturday, December 28, 2019
Friday, December 27, 2019
Thursday, December 26, 2019
Sunday, December 22, 2019
This looks so much like a shadow of a cat, but it is actually a real (black) cat sitting on a wall downstairs. Trompe l'oeil or better yet, like that painting by Magritte of a pipe with the title "Ceci n'est pas une pipe". Because it isn't....it'a a painting of a pipe.
Saturday, December 21, 2019
This display immediately caught my eye. So pretty, but for the most part today so impractical.
See other reflections on James' WEEKEND REFLECTIONS.
Friday, December 20, 2019
Thursday, December 19, 2019
Belgrade's air quality is just awful. Mind you, it isn't just this one guy who contributes to the lack of clean air, but multiply him by lots more... You can have a look at this page.
Of course the bigger polluters are vehicles. Like many laws, Serbia has 'enforced' a prevous law on older vehicles like the one belonging to Yours Truly. These laws are conveniently ignored if palms are greased...
Wednesday, December 18, 2019
Xs are often used at the end of a message or letter for 'kisses'. X is also used to replace the word Christ in a shortened version of Christmas, since the letter X in Greek stands for the first letter 'chi,' which is the beginning of their word 'Christos" or Χριστός.
In any case, granddaughter Mila is deeply in love with Madhu, and covers her with kisses, while both wait for Christmas.
See other Xs on ABC WEDNESDAY.
Tuesday, December 17, 2019
Ah, the pleasures of having a dog again. Now with little Madhu, I spend more time outdoors and revisit parks I used to walk Bibi in. Sometimes I find new things there, like this monument to Nikolai Krasnov, whose info I found on the Internet. Oh, the things you learn!
"Nikolai Petrovich Krasnov was a Russian Yugoslav architect and painter, who served as Chief Architect of Yalta, Crimea, between 1887 and 1899. From 1922 he lived and worked in the Kingdom of Yugoslavia, and was a key figure in the architectural development of Belgrade."
Monday, December 16, 2019
Sunday, December 15, 2019
I always wondered about the oddity of this statue. It would seem like Patriarch Pavle is sitting on air...which I guess he is.
Looked it up and found info:
In June 2018 it was announced that a monument to Patriach Pavle, head of the Orthodox Church from 1990 to 2009, will be erected on the green area between the newly finished plateau and the tram stop in Tašmajdan Park. The 1.8 m (5 ft 11 in) tall bronze monument was authored by Zoran Maleš. It was placed in the park on 13 November 2018 and dedicated on 15 November, an anniversary of Pavle's death. Maleš said that he wanted to show the etherealness of Pavle, who was deemed among Serbs as the "walking saint". He also added that he was influenced by the photos of patriarch commuting by the trams – it showed his mundane approach to life, using the public transportation, and he indeed often travelled to this spot when he was visiting the Saint Mark's Church. However, the sculpture of the patriarch in the sitting position, but without a chair, throne or anything that he is sitting on, garnered negative public reaction. The Serbian Orthodox Church said that this is a public monument and that they will not judge it, but that it plans to erect a proper, monumental sculpture of Patriarch Pavle in the churchyard of the Rakovica Monastery , where he was buried.
See other shadows on SHADOW SHOT SUNDAY.
Saturday, December 14, 2019
Another from Seattle. I was walking by my favorite used book store, TWICE SOLD TALES, whose owner is a cat lover. Store was closed, but kitty conveniently posed himself before the book of cat cartoons...
My faint reflection is there...
See other reflections on James' WEEKEND REFLECTIONS
Friday, December 13, 2019
Thursday, December 12, 2019
Wednesday, December 11, 2019
Tuesday, December 10, 2019
Monday, December 9, 2019
Sunday, December 8, 2019
Here I am again with Katya, whose photograph I have posted several times, in the past. If you want to see more than just in the link I've given you, type Katya (or I may have spelled it like it really is, Katja) in the search box on the upper right.
I took the plunge....I waited two years after Bibi's passing to adopt this little pearl whom I have called Madhu (Hindi for honey), because that's exactly what she is. She had been given to Katya to be her own personal pet (she's 3 mos. old), but Katya wanted me to have her, and so.... She is a shorkie (half Shih-Tzu, half Yorkshire terrier!
I love her to death.
Saturday, December 7, 2019
It was a nippy morning when I saw this fellow at one of Belgrade's remaining iconic cafes, Poslednja Shansa (last chance), in Tasmajdan park. Rumor has it that it has been bought by a chain of cafes, and oh, there we go....another piece of history bites the dust.