Dr. Filomena

Photo by dr. fil @ Lake Zbilje, Slovenia

Does it pay to take a dive in politics? Voters are not the most loyal of fans.

So what do you think happened? Can you think of a story to go with the photos? Let your imagination loose 😉

mestni park St Stephen’s Green v Dublinu, foto: dr. fil

Osel gre le enkrat na led, baš to je oslovstvo.
Modrec ve: danes sem pal, jutri bom plesal po njem.
(Oton Župančič)

V upanju, da se bo naš vrli drsalec kmalu izuril in najtežje politične piruete izvajal z elegantno lahkotnostjo prekaljenega mačka.

Faiche Stiabhna / St. Stephen’s Green
a beautiful park in Dublin
photo by dr. fil (click to enlarge)

No particular message this time around… just a shot I like. A seagull taking a bath in freezing weather at the Champs-Élysées in Paris. I guess there is a message after all. Enjoy life, even if circumstances don’t seem perfect 😉   They never are, anyway…

Guest photo by: PhotoPy, Paris

How many faces do you see?

Photo by dr. fil, Paris

Always shoot for the moon. Even if you miss, you’ll land among the stars.

This milkman’s truck was the first thing I saw thins morning coming out on the street from the apartment in Brussels. Apparently, this particular milk delivery service favours French language. That *is* an issue in Belgium, you know.

Photo by dr. fil the cat; click to enlarge

…and yet so close

(click to enlarge)

all photos by dr. filomena

I did have my doubts as to the accuracy of the thermometer serving the Pharmacy next to Brittania pub in Clausen this morning. By the time I’d jogged down there, I had to look and see whether the fingers clenching the house keys were still where they should be. Perhaps not a good call to hold metal in your hands while it’s not very warm outside. The sign at the Pharmacy read 07:00, 7°C. How sweet. Off we go, back up the road to Neudorf, through the cloud of inviting smell of freshly-baked goodies at the bakery and passing the grocery shop that opens at… well, 7, not forgetting to wave good morning to the owner. (Note: with the owner Iranian, they import some interesting items that an unsuspecting passer-by would never have expected to find inside.)

Anyhow, when I finally let my trusted little car take me to work, she shared with me that it was really no more than 3°C outside. But a beautiful, sunny early afternoon. Easy to forget yesterday’s showers. Luxembourg weather changes about as often as one can bother to check it.

Luxembourg City, Clausen (photo: dr. filomena)

And that’s not necessarily a bad thing. I’ve come to resent the poor-me attitude some people around here seem to adopt. The country, the town and its people are growing on me quite successfully. The climate may not provide hot and sunny days all the time, but neither do tornados, earthquakes or I don’t know, volcano eruptions make surprise appearances. Contrary to what people moan about, there are always events to attend, cool people to see, nearby breathtaking places to visit. Above is just one of the sights you might enjoy on a rainy evening stroll.

Bored is as bored does.