Two wild dogs at Exmouth today.
George and Flora are 18 weeks old now and a real handful. Off the lead they’re very good at recall, on the lead, Flora is a darling but George is really hard work!
Come away with the raggle taggle gypsy-o
Dartmouth has an inner harbour, known locally as the Boat Float. It’s a listed building, dating from around 1600, as enclosed moorings. There are many windows, each interesting in their own way, that offer stunning views over the Boat Float and the river Dart.
Michelle at the Daily Post shares a photo of a harbour through a window in Brindisi, have a look and maybe share one of your own.
In Chianti Classico . . .
Paula’s black and white Sunday challenge is an opportunity to play with photos and find out what works in black and white, and what doesn’t. Paula’s image of a leaf has bold shapes and strong contrasts so it’s a perfect example, mine has good shapes but perhaps less contrasts, what do you think?
And here’s before,
I liked this shop because of the simple, striking display and also my initial was on the door handle!
Last Saturday morning in the Altrarno.
Wandering through the narrow streets of the Altrarno last week, we came across one of many Florentine paper and book binding shops in the city. My friend makes leather notebooks and Coptic stitch journals and I even help sometimes, and of course I have a passion for stationery, as many of you also do. The shop was fabulous! Chatting to the young woman, we learnt that the shop had been there for more than thirty years, started by her grandfather, but the family tradition went back for around a hundred years. Every surface was piled with pre-stitched signatures of paper, and she was binding legal documents, as they’ve probably been done for century’s. Realising how interested we were, she stopped what she was doing and showed us her marbling process instead.
Layers of colours were poured, splashed, and flicked into a tray with mysterious liquids, we watched, entranced.
We wanted to buy the sheet we watched her making, sadly it wouldn’t be dry for some time.
This is one she made earlier.
Here she is in her beautiful shop, needless to say we bought some nice things from her. If ever you’re in Florence, pay her a visit at Via Sant’Agostino, near the Ponte Santa Trinita, she’s such a charming lady.
This post is for Ben Huberman’s weekly photo challenge, Layered.
railway station in Florence gets its name from the church just around the corner from it, and it’s where I arrived for a week in that lovely city. I took this early evening photo from my room on the fourth floor of the Rosso 23, looking at the Piazza Santa Maria Novella.
I’ll post more in the next few weeks when I’ve caught up a bit!