You have an amazing ability to find the odd angle which gives your photos the edge. I have little imagination when it comes to things like that. These are lovely. Years ago I was given a bunch of 19th century letters from a young man who ran away to sea (from Sheffield) and never returned, as he died of cholera (but 10 years later). His family wanted to know more about him and as I did a lot of research in those days I was tasked with filling in the gaps. One of the first places he visited was Malta and his letters home were some of the most heartbreaking I’ve ever read. Coming face to face with beauty such as the cathedrals had (especially the cupolas), and which he’d never seen before opened his eyes to another life. His other excitement was seeing oranges growing on trees along the street which he could pick and eat for free. Ah, the days of such innocence. We all know too much today.
A wonderful place, Becky. I was amazed at the beauty and history of Gozo and its big sister. Would very happily return (out of season) but neighbouring Sicily gets my visit first, as I still haven’t got there
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You have an amazing ability to find the odd angle which gives your photos the edge. I have little imagination when it comes to things like that. These are lovely. Years ago I was given a bunch of 19th century letters from a young man who ran away to sea (from Sheffield) and never returned, as he died of cholera (but 10 years later). His family wanted to know more about him and as I did a lot of research in those days I was tasked with filling in the gaps. One of the first places he visited was Malta and his letters home were some of the most heartbreaking I’ve ever read. Coming face to face with beauty such as the cathedrals had (especially the cupolas), and which he’d never seen before opened his eyes to another life. His other excitement was seeing oranges growing on trees along the street which he could pick and eat for free. Ah, the days of such innocence. We all know too much today.
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Wonderful Debbie 😀
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Awesome!
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How wonderful . . . never made it to Gozo
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A wonderful place, Becky. I was amazed at the beauty and history of Gozo and its big sister. Would very happily return (out of season) but neighbouring Sicily gets my visit first, as I still haven’t got there
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ooh yes Sicily, now I’d love to go there too.
We really enjoyed Malta but their approach to birding has put us off repeat visits sadly.
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Reminds me of the ones in Kraków but less ornate 🙂 🙂
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One of those still-on-my-list places, but one day … And I’ll be sure to go on a cupola hunt, Jo
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They are fabulous! 🤗💕
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Now those are impressive cupolas.
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that’s the word for them!
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Very nice indeed, and plenty to be found on Malta and Gozo. A surprising-for-me gem of a place.
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And a great word, Margaret
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