WPC: St. Gregory’s One Love

In Slovenia, today is what the image of Mengeš pavement above proclaims, Gregorjevo, St. Gregory’s, Slovenian Valentine’s Day. According to the old calender, it was the first day of spring and the day when birds mate.

For WPC: One Love challenge I have gathered half a year’s worth of bird photos because the saying goes that the first bird you see today will resemble your future spouse.

The birds on the first three photos are Slovenian. The next three photos were taken at Miramare castle near Trieste. Those resting on the Tevere river are in Roma. The rest are local, geese included. For these I’m especially glad they survived Christmas. We shall see about Easter. The one through the window was taken without standing up from my computer. I swear. Talking about comfy. When I went out to take some more, only those four remained online.

And the last one is mine. I shall make good wife.

Be like birds, fly single or in flock – in fact, the fiercer the bird, less need of a flock – mate or not, sing or clack or chirp or perch totally silent. Just be sure to bring on One Love. Even if St. Gregory in question is House M.D. 😀

Lucija, Slovenia

Lucija, Slovenia

Ankaran, Slovenia

Miramare, Italy

Trieste

Roma

Photo: a © signature mmm production

In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: One Love

SL-WEEK 19: Monuments in Miramare

Welcome back to our Trieste, more precisely to Miramare park by the castle where American troops were stationed after the second world war before Trieste was annexed to Italy (as explained here). Plenty of monuments in here for Sylvain’s challenge. Let’s have a look.

Rather idle for a warrior.

And here are a few more from the centre of Trieste where the shell imagery continues.

Photo: MM

For Sylvain Landry’s SL-WEEK 19: Monument

SL-WEEK 14: Memory

This is Trieste. A port city practically on the border between Italy and Slovenia. On which side of border, ‘ours’ or ‘theirs’? The answer depends on whether you asked me this now or three years ago.

This is Miramare Castle, a bit north of Trieste.

Beautiful, no?

And Trieste and Slovenian villages all around it could easily be “ours”. Alas, American troops that were stationed at Miramare after the Second World War for seven years saw to it that “peace was preserved”, and Trieste was eventually “returned to Italy”. And now I hear that independence is what the city is after. Be as it may, this plaque does not evoke nice memories. To a Slovenian.

And here are three more images that bring about mixed memories.

Ex-bedroom, pink and all. Plus tree mushroom as a candle holder. Plus ex-dog.

Ex-home, snow and all. We don’t get that here.

Ex-sport, mind games and all. This was the last game of the tournament, for the overall victory. The guy on the left ate his just dessert and kicked our asses. I was not even second. That time.

Photo: MM (+ last one by a nice person)

For Sylvain Landry’s SL-WEEK 14: Memory

WPC: Close-ooops

Close-ups. No macro, only Marco.

Of various bestie:

Of us, people, who from the nearest hill look like happy pest bathing:

Of an unknown woman in Miramare park, and maestro Tartini above his square in Piran:

Of me, La luna from Il giardino dei tarocchi by Niki de Saint Phalle, and bestia:

Of you. I see there is a pattern. All paths and posts lead to you.

Photo: MM & MC (of me)

In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Close Up.”