Wednesday, September 16, 2020

All because of a dog...



 

If you're wondering what the title has to do with doughnuts, I would not have been treated to this lovely pastry if it hadn't been for my pup. I was walking along a main street when my dog stopped dead, looked into a shop doorway, and wagged her tail excitedly. She had seen my neighbor who, unbeknownst to me, works there. Neighbor kindly treated me to a doughnut. And the rest is history, and so is the doughnut now, by the way..

MONDRIAN LIVES ON

 This shed wall in the village of Deguric reminded me (okay, it's a stretch...) of  PIET MONDRIAN'S PAINTINGS.  The colors are faded...