The Kilt Runner

 

I see a lot of guys wearing kilts here in Seattle.  They don't see me taking their photo, though.

ABC WEDNESDAY--"U" is for "unique"

WEll, maybe not  unique   since there may be more Pink Pentaxes, but I was immediately drawn to this very feminine camera---it belongs to this fellow's girlfriend, who was shy to pose.  

See other U's at  ABC WEDNESDAY.

Waiting for a green light

Last Saturday's reflection was taken while stuck in traffic. This photo was taken while waiting for a green light....son-in-law was driving and I furtively 'shot' this man from the back seat.

WEEKEND REFLECTION--while stuck in traffic

I rarely mind being stuck in traffic.  My camera is always with me, so when possible I take advantage of what I can focus on, like this reflection on a building on Denny Street here in Seattle, where I'll be through mid-July.

See other reflections at James' WEEKEND REFLECTION.

WEEKEND REFLECTION--Pussywillows

Patiently making bundles of pussywillows to sell, along with his bottles of fiery-hot homemade peppers, a plant, and a pair of used tennis shoes.

See other reflections at James' WEEKEND REFLECTION.

More colorful laundry...

I've shown you colorful laundry so many times I don't dare link back....but the last one was right here. If you click that link, you'll find other links....so I guess I am linking.

Don't mess with Winnie the Pooh

I loved the contrast between this girl's backpack and her 'bracelets'....or whatever they are...and her gloves...

THEME DAY--cobblestones

These are my faithful sandals that I showed you once before on the Brooklyn Bridge three years ago. They've trod over many parts of India, the US, and Qatar and are still in pretty good shape. Now they're preparing for another season of pounding the pavement (and cobblestones) of Belgrade.

Update on April 4th, 2012: The portal is back and Theme Day has been extended, so
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Just walking...

Many older people I see strolling along do so with their hands clutched behind their backs.

One last stab

From early fall to late spring and sometimes like now a bit beyond, villagers come to Belgrade to sell wool sweaters, socks, and caps. They're wonderfully warm, and generally not so expensive. They make great souvenirs. This man is trying one last time, or so I imagine, to sell his wares rather than keep them for next year.

The town of Sirogojno (SEE-ro-goy-no) is famous for its fabulous sweaters. Unlike this man's, they're quite pricey, but just about everyone I know who lives here for a while has splurged on one, this writer included. Here's a link.

SUNDAY Bridges--The Serbian Minister of Defense...He Who Opens Bridges!

As nearly every week, I was having coffee (this time outdoors, hurrah) with some friends, and who should stroll by but Dragan Šutanovac, Serbian Minister of Defense. He's the one waving at me in the first photo and the one on the right in the second, still smiling. The gentleman in the lavender tie is the Minister of Defense of Ukraine, Dmitar Salamatin.

And what does this have to do with bridges, you might ask?

Last year Mr. Šutanovac opened a bridge in Mazarac, Serbia, and also one in Svilajnac, which you can read about here and here.

Check out more bridge posts at Louis La Vache's SUNDAY BRIDGES.

WEEKEND REFLECTION--the railroad station

Sorry, have to use an archived photo. I've recently finished a very long and time-consuming project, which left me not much time in the past few weeks (the final rush!) to take many photos.

You can see Belgrade's main railroad station reflected in my rear-view mirror.

See other reflections at James' WEEKEND REFLECTION.

ABC WEDNESDAY "H" is for "hat and hair"

Some wear hats, some only wear their hair!

See other H's at ABC WEDNESDAY.

"Face to Face"

Here are four young people who are selling Liceulice, a street newspaper dedicated to the "destigmatization of miniority groups". Each issue costs 100 dinars (just over a dollar) and half of that money goes to the seller. If you'd like to read more about Liceulice (Face-to-face), you can do so right here, but only if you can read Serbian.

P.S. The word 'lice' (face) in title of this magazine, if you look at its cover, is face-to-face. Liceulice could also be a play on words, i.e. "Face of the street" = "lice ulice."

The Yugo is alive and well...and cold, but running.

Don't laugh anymore at the Yugo automobile, which was the brunt of many a joke (even here) a short while back. This one is still willing to venture out on the streets, unlike its companions on this snowy Belgrade street. Once more, this is a scheduled post, and I sure hope that Yugo is now cruising along a dry street.

REFLECTIONS WEEKEND--Who needs this sign?

Oh, my....who needs this sign, which reads, "Pedestrians, cross to the other side"? Too much snow on the sidewalk and reflected in the fence.

To be fair to the people who put the sign up, I'm sure it was there before the snow, since there is a construction site behind the aluminum fence and cranes are/were in use.

Update: Snow has melted and is all but gone, hurrah.

See other reflections at James' WEEKEND REFLECTION.

Old, forgotten, but recycled.

On a path leading up to Tašmajdan Park and to Saint Marko's cathedral, I came across this flagstone that seems to have been some sort of plaque once-upon-a-time. I can only hope it isn't part of an old gravestone. There's no cemetery nearby, but perhaps there once was.

Dear Readers: PLEASE see Jelena's note below and mine just below hers.

ABC WEDNESDAY--"F" is for "Fly"

Cheerful mural! Although there's no snow in this photo (took it a couple of weeks ago), Belgrade has been pretty much covered with snow this month. I wanted to fly somewhere....

Where would you go if you could hop aboard? France? Frankfurt? Fairbanks? Florence? Fargo?

See other F's on ABC WEDNESDAY.

Look both ways.

Not easy for old people around town, but the city is slowly adding sloped sidewalks for easier ascent/descent of wheelchairs and carts. This elderly lady never looked right or left as she crossed the street and despite a bus's (after this one) loud honking.

She seems to have a load of firewood in her little cart. Again, this photo was taken before our big snow. I'm sure her firewood came in handy.

Singing his heart out

It was cold, cold, cold a couple of weeks ago before our major snowstorm as I walked by these gentlemen, one playing his accordion and the other singing really, really well in a deep baritone voice. I've made two copies of this photo for them and hope they'll be there again.