I was just thinking how time flies. It’s Thursday again already! I’m getting better at it, though: I have only one photo of a Grosseto door to show, or so I thought, which I took thinking of this challenge but obviously I STILL haven’t learnt how to take a door photo head on so that the lines would appear straight.
Obviously it’s never just one photo with me.
The thing is I kept noticing certain curiosities. First there was the pigeons and their headhopping game:
And then I was intrigued by the letters found on another photo which I haven’t noticed there when taking the photo.
What? It was hot.
And then I remembered my amore whispering to me: “Take a photo of that broken chain.”
And after making sure that the inscription is to say that time flies just as horses in a race, it all becomes clear: Time has broken the chain, escaped and is now loose.
Therefore all, beware of time lost. It might hit you on the head when you least expect it.