Lens-Artists PC: Playing favourites

Random but carefully selected favourites. It’s what I like doing on here anyhow: show you my favourites, people, animals, places, views, photographs. I delve into my photo folders and pick them like mushrooms.

This reminds me of “lexicons” from my school days. Some of us prepared a kind of questionnaire notebooks which were shared among the classmates who filled them in with their favourite colour, animal, friend, band, film etc etc.

I clearly remember when I gave mine to my mother to fill in as well. The question on the biggest fear she answered with: “Other people”. Suddenly spiders and snakes given by others failed in comparison.

Here are some perfectly harmless favourite moments in time. (Two captions include links that are hard to see.)

For Lens-Artists Photo Challenge, hosted by Patti of pilotfishblog.com: Favorite Things


    1. Thank you, Sabine. Invasive! 😮 Here they let it grow right next to the flamingo lagoon and our supermarket. It’s practically a nature reserve. I wonder if it’s considered invasive over here as well. I love its scent so much.

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  1. Thanks for including me. And I love your Swiss chard photo – you captured its flamboyance. We get the colored versions very often in our grocery store and I always buy them in preference to any of the plain ones, like you say!

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    1. You’re welcome, Claudia. 🙂 I still keep passing this fellow almost daily. Flowers around him keep changing but it’s still right where you left him. 😉 I must say that the taste of this chard was indeed different from what I’m used to. I have not see this fancy one around since.

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      1. I think the friendship you’ve built up is the object of his presence in your life. ! And the act of observing and continuity. As for chard, I’ve noticed their different personalities too. I never ate it until the last ten years and now I’m a fan. Any color of it!

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  2. Hi, Manja. What a great collection! I love your sense of humor too. One of my favorites is your shot of your dog at the top of the post. You can tell he’s contemplating where to run first!

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    1. Thank you, Patti. 🙂 I’ve been a bit worried about all sorts of things: hunters, boar, other dogs, wolves, tourists (he likes to jump on them), so I don’t let him run as often as I’d like to. This photo has it!

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  3. I don’t know where to start. Pink flamingos – good as any place to start. Never knew they were in Tuscany. It had to be a zoo?
    So envious of your Mum and Dad’s mountain view. So relaxing looking at those white peaks!And the Croatian view is not bad either. You sure get around!

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    1. Thank you, Amanda. 🙂 Well, I hop from here to there and back a lot, Croatia was an exception (even though it’s very close to Piran on the coast in Slovenia). But I haven’t been to Asia at all, for example. Let alone Australia. 🙂 No, it’s not a zoo, but a nature reserve. They like the shallow lagoon and return every year. That mountain view depends on visibility. It’s not nearly always like this.

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      1. So the flamingos fly in and out. How wonderful! I have only seen them in Singapore zoo. Still envious of the mountains, however they come. I guess that is why I visit Norway a lot….

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    1. Thank you, Leya. But you must mean bloom, not broom. 😉 I see now that it’s an invasive plant, didn’t know. Today I was on a walk and saw them everywhere. I guess it doesn’t come north to you.


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