Open season in a carpark

1. Spring cleaning, brushes and spiderwebs 2. Lamps and candles, sausages and salads, red noses and sun, beer and drums, chating and dancing, empty bottles for someone who stole a supermarket trolley.

3. A bedroom window, people instead of a car. 4. Magic is the moonlight. Don’t get crosseyed, find a star in the sky.

Home and away

It was cold inside in winter. But now it is warm and cozy again.

Some feeling of home which came from Lithuania. And books, books, books.

Before the renovation.

And after. The cheapest renovation as you can see. I just realised that the most expensive thing we got (excluding paintings) is a lamp bulb.

That’s the reason why we painted ir bright.

Letters

Once I took photos of letters and postcards we received.  Sometimes I take pics of new ones, when I’m not lazy :)))
Enjoy a collection of postcards!

Spring in the streets, spring at home

The most beautiful time in Australia. Giant blossoms in the Botanic gardens.

Spring in our backyard. A tree who lost it’s leaves in the autumn (left) is getting new ones.

Our friend-pet is making a nest.

Working on sunshine.

A pigeon has a girlfriend! And monstera got a new leave!

Alice in wonder… in a pond island.

Blossoms in the backyard.

Green parks.

Long evenings.

Find a creature here.

All seasons shoes on olives.

Who shouts louder

There is one shopping street. Full of people till 6PM and after that it becomes a ghost town. But not on Fridays when it’s late shopping day. And every Friday a group of some religion fanatics come here. One of them, probably the leader stands on a chair and shouts their truth. Others walk around with posters, something like: Atheists, homosexuals will burn in hell. Jesus hates sinners, muslims are dirty, etc.. They shout loud and annoying.

So one day a group of town citizens decided to make a peace parade against those called “hate speech”. They just come next to those shouters and make a big noise. Singing, whistling, beating little drums, ringing bicycle bells, just stomping. There comes a group of young punks, just to shout, Krishna friends are dancing. Somebody is trying to talk on the phone. Somebody eating a big burger. Policeman are watching everything and just chatting about the weather. One girl is sitting, all covered with glitter with a pink poster: “I like glitter, is that bad?”. Some people are just taking photos of that free circus. We walk away. A street musician is playing lyric songs. Next to him a man is walking alone shouting and I have no idea which side does he support…