PRETTY IN PINK?

 When I first moved here in 1977, many women this age dyed their hair a bright, bright,  orangey red.

Now it seems that there's a rush on pink, since I've seen many pink-haired women recently.

CYRIL, METHODIUS, AND A PIGEON TO BOOT

 Known for their work in evangelizing the Slavs, this statue o  Saint Cyril and Saint Methodius stands in a park downtown. Not sure what the pigeon did, though.

SLEEPING PRINCE

Maybe a prince weary of searching for his princess. His steed must have wandered off to graze while he is snoozing on a bench.
 

SAVE ME

 If and when the owner of this building for some unknown reason decides to put in a modern door, I hope they will save this one. At the very least the two halves could each become a table, overlaid with glass.

SMELLING THE ROSES

 It could appear that the lady's head on this facade would really like to smell those roses. She's been there since 1901...

SHEEP HERDING

 I found this to be an unusual relief on the facade of a building downtown. Just wondering why a shepherd and his flock, since if anyone herded sheep in that area, it must have been long ago. But then, given the large number of Secessionist style artwork on facades, it isn't so unusual.

LINES

 An old chair on a side street. I liked the lines and colors.

A PLETHORA OF FANS

 Does anyone use a fan? This summer has been so hot that I always carry one in my purse.

TEXTING

 Texting and like most texters, oblivious to the world around them. My new camera has a totally silent shutter, but a click here wouldn't have disturbed her anyway.  And if you enlarge the photo, there's a grammar mistake under the snake tattoo.  How can someone get or make a tattoo, a permanent piece of 'art,' and make a mistake?

SHADOW SHOT SUNDAY--feeling ruffled

 I'm pretty sure this pigeon was feeling ruffled because he didn't like me taking his picture in the bath...

See other shadows on SHADOW SHOT SUNDAY.

WEEKEND REFLECTIONS--Blue ankle-twisters

 That's what I call them, for should I ever attempt to wear these high heels, twist my ankle is what I would do.

See other reflections on James' WEEKEND REFLECTIONS.