Happy Mother’s Day!
This is a section of a huge silver door, I believe to a temple, in Bikaner, Rajasthan.
A square full of squares for Becky’s March challenge, have a great day everyone!
Come away with the raggle taggle gypsy-o
Happy Mother’s Day!
This is a section of a huge silver door, I believe to a temple, in Bikaner, Rajasthan.
A square full of squares for Becky’s March challenge, have a great day everyone!
I think Becky will like this one, luckily I remembered it in March!
Do you think it’s mad enough?
Join Becky’s #MarchSquare challenge here.
My March Square photo today was of a Ruston Hornsby engine, and Becky and Jacqueline said that their Misters would like to see the whole machine. I thought I’d share the other photos I have, after all they are wonderful machines.
I couldn’t find out much about them, but there’s a little here.
Nearly round in a square and just because I like it
for Becky’s March Square challenge, day 8. I love her #7 bird!
When I first saw a travel programme about Cappadocia I thought how surreal it looked and I really wanted to see it for myself. A few years later I found my way there and it didn’t disappoint, it looked totally out of this world.
with it’s landscape of bizarre rock formations,
cave dwellings, both ancient,
and still in use. In fact you can even stay in some of them, fancy a week as a troglodyte?
It’s too ghastly to go out to take photos today so I’ve been very lazy, a bit of crochet, some housework and quite a long time failing to find a holiday destination. I found this image in my one drive archive, it fits Becky’s challenge of squares or circles within squares.
She’d be happy if you want to join in, every day or just a few days of March.

Crazy person – usually male, who likes to wear shorts in all seasons. Perhaps it’s me, but I can’t think of anything worse than bare legs when the temperature is -1.

So if it’s cold enough to need an insulated jacket and woolly hat, surely knees need protection as well, what do you think?
I stood watching this scene for five minutes, wondering if I could still limbo, did I dare to have a go?
Did those faces in the crowd persuade me?
. . . there’s a very handsome face in the crowd.

Agreed girls?
It’s Wednesday, so it’s time for the Weekly Photo Challenge. This weeks theme is ‘Face in the crowd’, from Erica V.
What do I love about where I live, is the question asked by Krista, for this week’s photo challenge of tour guide. So where would take visitors to my city, where have I actually taken them? Well it depends on their interests and there are lots of choices. Perhaps I’d start by the quay. We’d walk down from the crescent,

stoping to admire this view
splash out 20p for the ferry across the river
stand beside one of the Victorian lamp posts looking towards the pubs and cafes, as well as the transit shed. Then perhaps stroll towards the Port Royal, for a coffee or lunch.

We’ll cross the suspension bridge at Trew’s weir,
Go full circle, don’t worry it’s less than a mile.

Exeter was once a thriving port, we’ll cross back to the old custom’s house, via the little wooden bridge. Mallisons’ bridge was paid for by a Professor Mallison, who left his money to the city. You often have to dodge the swans there, they get a bit pesky hoping for food.
We’re going to have a little jaunt to Topsham next, shall we go by train, bus or shank’s pony? Umm, the bus is quickest, we want to squeeze as much in as we can.
Here we are, on Topsham quay now, just a couple of miles down the Exe.
We seem to have done a little time travelling, just because I like the sunsets there.
Now, we have no choice but to walk, down to Bowling Green Marsh.
Becky would like it there, it’s a resting place for migratory birds, if you time it right. There are widgeons and lapwings in this photo, but it isn’t very clear. Bring some binoculars and you might see quite a collection of species, avocet are common, osprey are sometimes around.
We’ll catch the bus back to town.
Nice view in August as you pass Dart’s farm, they grow sunflowers to raise money for Hospiscare.
We haven’t been more than four miles from the centre of the city now let’s head for the heart. Jump off the bus in High Street.

Turn down Ship Lane and into Cathedral Close, where it’s strangely dark.
I love this ancient oak door it leads to the Bishop’s Palace.
And no visit to the city is complete without going into the cathedral,
so here’s my favourite Lady Chapel.

On y soit qui mal y pense etc. etc.
Hope you like my city, you’ve probably guessed how much I love it! I’m also hoping to attract a certain someone down here, no prizes!