♥ From the No Limit Street Art Festival ♥
(September 2015 in Borås, Sweden)
Looking back at these colourful pictures from last year’s
street art festival makes my heart long for spring again!
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♥ From the No Limit Street Art Festival ♥
(September 2015 in Borås, Sweden)
Looking back at these colourful pictures from last year’s
street art festival makes my heart long for spring again!
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Friday afternoon there was this sunset view from my balcony; and even if it was rather chilly, the streets were bare and dry.
Little did I suspect it to look like this again in the morning:
Booking Through Thursday (by Deb), February 4, 2016
Do you own multiple copies of any books? Why? Is it the format? Size? Just because you love it?
To start with – the Bible. I have collected several of those over the years; in different translations, sizes and bindings.
There are also a number of other books I have both in Swedish (my first language) and in English. With most of those, I had a Swedish translation first, and later on wanted to read it in English too. Only with a very few has it been the other way round. The exception that comes to mind is the Narnia series by C.S. Lewis: I first bought those in English (the whole series in a box of separate paperback volumes). But later on I also bought the series in Swedish when a new hardback edition was published here.
I also have quite a few books both in print (either on paper or on Kindle) and as audio recordings (on tape, disc or downloaded – depending on when in the technical/digital evolution they were bought!)
By now I have also added a lot of classics on Kindle, which I already had in printed editions. It is physically easier for me to read on Kindle now… But I’m still rather reluctant to get rid of the printed books. Especially if I’ve read them many times!
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The pictures at the top are of a postcrossing card (and stamp) I received this week.
The past week has not been very inspirational for photography. To be fair, the last few days did actually offer glimpses of sun and blue sky; but with the snow gone, the streets still full of old grit, and several weeks yet to go until proper spring could be expected, both town and nature are looking rather dull and tired.
And it does not help that the only proper ‘mall’ in the city centre was closed down at the end of January for a major refurbishment, and will remain closed until the next Christmas (!) season. There are of course other shops, but most shops in our town centre have their own separate entrances from the street rather than being clustered into malls. In summer, I like that. In winter, I realise now, not quite so much…
This is the block that is being refurbished. The photo is from early December - but winter ‘before snow’ and ‘after snow’ does look pretty much the same…
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On Wednesday, which was one of the sunny days, I did take the opportunity to go into town for a few errands (but left the camera at home). Besides some ‘minor’ items on my list I also bought a new duvet cover. It was not a total impulse purchase, as I had been thinking for a while that I wanted a new one. I also knew what kind of colours I wanted; and was happy to find them in a magnolia pattern, just right for spring and summer…
It’s not on my bed yet, but here’s a picture of it from the web:
These photos are from mid-January while we were having cold sunny weather, and also some ice on the river. The Common Goldeneye, in spite of its name (in English), is not very common just around here; but there is at least one of them keeping the mallards company again this winter. There often seems to be just one, although in spring/summer I have sometimes also seen a whole family of them. I’m not a skilled enough birdwatcher to determine if it’s the same one from year to year. I also don’t know how long they live. It may have been his father or grandfather I’ve come across before – who knows! Anyway, this one behaved much the same as I’ve noted when I’ve seen lonely goldeneyes in the river before; i.e. it seems to seek the company of the mallards not to feel all alone, but at the same time it keeps its distance. (A bit like myself in a crowd of strangers sometimes!)