tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-131634392024-03-07T11:05:20.088+01:00barçalunacy photoblogView MY VERY OWN humorous pictures and text of here and there!lunahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01177068937502180931noreply@blogger.comBlogger469125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163439.post-81243997165867699082016-11-15T20:28:00.000+01:002016-11-21T19:32:17.541+01:00Two pearls in an oyster<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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These two are the most precious things imaginable; like the 2 finest pearls selected out of a mountain of them.<br />
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And better yet, they are a photographer's dream.<br />
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Kids are the best for grown-ups like me to shoot.<br />
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They have a natural smile. I don't have to wait for them to fix their hair or put on their lipstick.<br />
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I could tell how much these two young girls like each other. Can you tell? <br />
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They were laughing, smiling and just having a gay old time. Their good feeling towards one another caught my attention.<br />
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I'm happy to have taken their photo for the picture still puts a big smile on my face.<br />
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Wherever they are, I hope they're still smiling.<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00605381444573327960noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163439.post-33042683668625713542016-11-21T19:25:00.000+01:002016-11-21T19:25:56.545+01:00A pretty lady sits on a bench<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Many people sit where she's sitting, to grab the warmth of the sun or to look in awe at the Barcelona Cathedral. <br />
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I try to be at the basilica an average of once a week. Each time I go it's a new discovery, especially when natural light changes, the ambiance of the church transforms and you can feel and see the same occurring in the public.<br />
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I strongly urge you to come and see this magnificent architectural structure.<br />
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Oh, yes! Don't bother bringing your selfie sticks ... they're cheap at the cathedral.<br />
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Ah! Remember when you were younger and couldn't find your clothes because somewhere, sometime your siblings wanted to be "cool" like you?<br />
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Well, now you have to be careful of those precocious statues, especially the one found at the <a href="http://blog.barcelonaguidebureau.com/jaume-plensa-exhibits-his-sculptures-in-the-palau-de-la-musica/" target="_blank">Palau de la Musica Catalana</a> like the one shown in the photo. The statue's name is "Carmela" by sculptor Jaume Plensa.<br />
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Little did the human know SHE would play an important role in Carmela's fashion. <br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00605381444573327960noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163439.post-20559517329501726082016-10-28T21:20:00.001+02:002016-11-11T12:58:41.154+01:00Hair of many colors<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I never saw her face and that's okay with me.<br />
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She is the reason why I like the streets and the reason I love photography.<br />
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Her hair, dress are different from the average folk and her walk is sassy and confident.<br />
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I like those attributes.<br />
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How about YOU?Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00605381444573327960noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163439.post-1152050781037348732006-07-03T20:31:00.000+02:002016-11-11T09:22:39.488+01:00The UNHOT Dog<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/150/1147/1600/ScreenShot001.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/150/1147/400/ScreenShot001.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /></a><br />
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I returned back to the placa hoping to get more shots of Diego of Brazil. My main objectives were to get a better handle of the wide angle lens, lighting and motion, but, alas, Diego was no where to be seen.<br />
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My backup plan, if Diego was a no show, was to practice shooting photos of a running fountain and capture in midstream that ONE drop of water I’ve seen in books and magazines.<br />
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But, instead, I had an unexpected visitor … a beautiful POOCH sitting in the fountain’s water. I got a few stills of him and then he left. He had enough.<br />
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I had a gut feeling he might return. So, I set my camera, like a true photographer I am, ahem, to video mode and luckily for me, the dog came back.<br />
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Smart dog!<br />
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Lucky me!</div>
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<br />lunahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01177068937502180931noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163439.post-26140363148553787782006-09-16T09:16:00.001+02:002016-11-11T09:19:04.654+01:00La Plaça NARCIS OLLER<span style="font-size: 130%;">A Place You Might Like to Know!</span><br />
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It’s a day, any day and you feel like reading and relaxing. I hate telling YOU and everyone else about Plaça NARCIS OLLER, one of my many hide-a-ways.<br />
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This plaça was named after “Narcís Oller (Valls, 1846 - Barcelona, 1930) who was the first great Catalan novelist of the modern cultural renaissance …”). To read more, click <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Narc%C3%ADs_Oller" target="_blank">HERE</a>. It's just a paragraph and might be interesting.<br />
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Just off Via Augusta and between the Traveserra de Gràcia and the Diagonal, this small plaça with its warmth and charm, is a little secluded from the bustle of the city. I like that!<br />
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I mustn’t forget to tell you that this wonderful fountain actually works, soothes the nerves and horror of horrors, <span style="font-weight: bold;">OH, NO!</span>, you begin to feel serene.<br />
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Plaça NARCIS OLLER, Barcelona, 2006</div>
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You got a glimpse of it in my post “The UNHOT Dog”, where the main entertainer knew just how to relax. Click <a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/barcalunacy/30766608982/in/photostream/" target="_blank">HERE</a> to view video.<br />
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Oh, Oh, I should tell you this. There are several café's for coffee, beer and tapas.<br />
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Enjoy!!<br />
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lunahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01177068937502180931noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163439.post-9034122063409344492016-11-10T20:19:00.000+01:002016-11-10T20:19:18.510+01:00All out (Sin Cuartel)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Yesterday, I already knew that Hillary Clinton had conceded the United States presidential election to Trump but El Periodico's early edition was published before the news reached Barcelona.<br />
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It's not the mission for barçalunacy photoblog to be used as a political voice. The blog began almost a decade ago to inform my family of Barcelona's people, culture and visual landscapes of the neighborhoods, and along the way, thousands and thousands of people have discovered my blog, some to look, others to look and comment.<br />
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For the past 18 months, we watched every debate of all candidates on both sides and every debate between Hillary and Donald. Not easy when I'm 6 hours ahead of New York. So, I've invested a lot of time.<br />
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However, I, (luna), from my youth have always been interested in politics and government, world wide. I will not share my preference for either United States candidate but I do say that I'm proud of the numbers that voted ... an unprecedented number in American history, so I've read.<br />
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For the past many years, I've seen the Catalonian stand on lines, wrapped around the block waiting a long time to cast their votes for whether they should stay in Spain or secede. <br />
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They've demonstrated, handed flyers from corner to corner and have shown passion for their causes. I am not from Catalonia, but I have bursted with pride witnessing these scenes and seeing their dignity.<br />
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Democracy does have some good points and when it works it's MAGIC.<br />
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<br />lunahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01177068937502180931noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163439.post-17351548770349888042009-08-27T00:02:00.001+02:002016-11-09T18:34:20.738+01:00Hit and Run Hula DancersShe's got a flower in her hair, a lei around her neck and an inviting smile.<br />
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I don't know her name,<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">Hit & Run Hula dancer</div><br />
but she's part of a group called the Hit & Run Hula dancers.<br />
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I was at the Academy of Sciences in San Francisco when, from a distance, I heard this wonderful, seasonic music that ended and I thought no more.<br />
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But what luck for me.<br />
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As I turned they walked towards a huge dry fountain,<br />
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Assembled,<br />
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And, began to dance.<br />
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I'm sitting at my pc. It's sunny, a whopping 59 degrees fahrenheit, 15 celsius and the wind is traveling at a record speed of 6.7 miles per second, The wind is so strong, I heard a branch snap. I thought my back broke.<br />
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There's also a mysterious cold that seems not to be factored in the weather report (according to my meteorological inexperience) and causing me and everyone I saw outside tremendous anguish.<br />
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Oh, how I wish my tuckus was sitting in that empty chair you see at my neighbor's pool, and on the chair is a "RESERVED for luna" sign.<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00605381444573327960noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163439.post-24941496402477531502016-11-08T08:54:00.000+01:002016-11-08T08:54:09.411+01:00Aerial views of la Plaça de Catalunya and surrounding landscape<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Hey! Aerial shots of any city can be spectacular and Barcelona's la Plaça de Catalunya is without any doubt spectacular.<br />
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The city offers tours of the sky for some fee ... of which I have no clue nor any interest because, if you've been following my stories, I am TOTALLY afraid, no INSANELY afraid of heights.<br />
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So, how do I take photos of aerial views of the city .... I CHEAT!!<br />
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I head over to Cortes Ingles (a department store), go up 8 escalator flights, sit and have coffee at the bar you see.<br />
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After I finish the coffee and mini croissant I can be seen at one of the 2 windows (2 of many many windows) taking pictures.<br />
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And that is how I've conquered heights.<br />
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Yes, I've cheated but I got my "aerial" view and to me my photos are maybe a tad better than buying a postcard and I avoid anxiety.<br />
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What you don't see is the aroma of coffee and and the warmth of baked goods.<br />
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While I was walking towards my favorite mercado, I heard a commotion of adult and children voices in front of the <a href="https://www.tripadvisor.com.au/Restaurant_Review-g187497-d4593277-Reviews-Gayagum_Korean_Restaurant-Barcelona_Catalonia.html" target="_blank">Restaurant Corea Gayagum</a>, well known in la vila de Gràcia neighborhood.<br />
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There was this fellow trying to hoist a balloon to the kids on the balcony but the balloon kept slipping from the children's grasp.<br />
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I saw this scene unfolding for 20 minutes or so. I have no idea the length of time the actors in this play were involved before I came.<br />
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As I clicked, I kept wondering why the man didn't bring the balloon upstairs, or why they didn't come downstairs.<br />
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No matter - they were all having fun.<br />
<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00605381444573327960noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163439.post-79354482314516905002016-11-07T10:02:00.000+01:002016-11-07T17:00:53.205+01:00La Boqueria Market<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<a href="http://www.boqueria.info/mercat-arxiu-historic-1200-1700.php" target="_blank">La Boqueria Market</a> has its origins from year 1200, as an open market, and enclosed today as shown in the photo taken at 1:30 pm.<br />
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Today, many pesky tourists and local inhabitants buy and eat the luscious vegetables, sweet (and I mean SWEET) fruits, familiar and strange looking fish that lurk at you and *bocadillos with jamon and queso. (Yum Yum).<br />
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And, when you've finished eating paellas at the many cafes that surround the perimeter of the market, at the entrance is a <a href="http://www.dunkin.pe/tiendas?page=4" target="_blank">Dunkin Donut</a> shop, to satisfy your craving for sugar.<br />
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Truly, it's a great place to see history, taste great food and I ask you to be nice, if you're a visitor. Like I said, many locals inhabit the market and on days when you're there shooting pictures, they can't get to the counters to buy their food and the vendors can't make a living.<br />
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*bocadillos --- sandwiches of crusty bread, made with various hams of your choice and cheese with an optional tomato Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00605381444573327960noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163439.post-56189219227879331652016-10-31T17:13:00.000+01:002016-11-04T21:10:21.214+01:00"Whither Thou Goest", "You Got Me Singing"<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<i>Why Don't You Try</i> to <i>Take This Longing</i> I have, to meet you. <br />
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<i>Here It Is</i>, <i>If It Be Your Will</i> to wear the <i>Famous Blue Raincoat</i> that <i>Everybody Knows Ain't No Cure For Love</i>. <br />
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<i>Hallelujah</i>. It's <i>Closing Time</i>.<br />
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Ok. Ok. Before you think me so clever and talented, admittingly, I cheated and used the titles of <a href="https://www.leonardcohenfiles.com/songind.html" target="_blank">Leonard Cohen</a>'s songs to jumpstart a story for this photograph.<br />
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I wish you could've seen the man in the picture in real life. Yes ... while he looks like the "mature" Cohen of today, it is not only the way he holds his jacket over the shoulder with ONE finger --- how cool is that ---but the slow, deliberate strut of a confident man ... a Cohen strut.<br />
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And, by the way, I believe he knew his photo is being taken. No one could walk any slower than he … each step seemed to hum, <i>I’m Your Man</i>, but he really <i>Really </i>isn't. No. It’s true.<br />
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But … <i>It Just Feels</i> that way.<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00605381444573327960noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163439.post-45981439525247582732016-11-03T20:32:00.001+01:002016-11-04T21:03:55.867+01:00plaça de Narcís Oller<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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In the barrio of Gràcia, between Via Augusta and the Travessera de Gràcia, there's a quaint park called the <a href="http://barcelona.callejero.net/placa-de-narcis-oller.html">plaça de Narcís Oller</a>.<br />
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Visually, it doesn't compare to other plaças in the barrio in terms of size and crowds and that's okay with me. I like the small plaça for it has a fun seating arrangement, a running water fountain, 5 restaurants or cafes, a small grocery store, a wellness spa called the the <a href="http://www.flotarium.com/">Flotarium</a>, a computer repair shop and wonderful architectural structures.<br />
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The plaça is small, like I said, but on special days when the weather is great you hear children playing, and you see dogs running into the fountain to cool off. <br />
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Speaking of dogs, I believe it's been about 3 years since el barrio de Gràcia has placed dog leash restrictions. I can understand why without arguing a pro or con stance. In the day when the dogs roamed it was fun to see them play with one another and enjoy frolicking in the fountain like children. <br />
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Time surely flies as the days of today quickly become the days of yesterday, more than I want.<br />
<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00605381444573327960noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163439.post-77424483504777272032016-11-04T20:38:00.000+01:002016-11-04T20:54:10.840+01:00Maremagnum at its finest!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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In Barcelona's district of Port Vell, there's a magnificent shopping center called <a href="https://www.barcelona-tourist-guide.com/en/shopping/maremagnum-centre-barcelona-port.html" target="_blank">Maremagnum</a>.<br />
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As you cross its bridge, you will find fantastic landscapes of Barcelona, outdoor cafes, anchored boats of all sizes , many many seagulls and much much more.<br />
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On the other side of the bridge and to the left there's a restaurant called <a href="http://www.tapataparestaurant.com/" target="_blank">Tapa Tapa</a> (yum yum), and at the very end of the boardwalk is a small nook ... the very one you see and want to be at --- a place you can sit in solitude or with a loved one and a fine bottle of wine.<br />
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Maremagnum at its finest!<br />
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Hey! Be sure to use Google Chrome, like me. I was an avid Firefox user but I certainly like Chrome for 2 reasons, mainly, the its low usage of memory and its translator.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00605381444573327960noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163439.post-51096958929548450072016-11-01T21:29:00.002+01:002016-11-01T22:07:03.278+01:0050% off on most stuff you don't need.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I can't believe November is here and for many in the world , fulfilling wish lists and giving presents in this time period will be the norm.<br />
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For some of us, the work to match a gift with your loved one, will be strenuous but satisfying.<br />
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For many others, the time spent searching and lurking for the CORRECT beanie boo, or Ernie Banks autographed baseball card, will not only be strenuous but a harrowing and unforgiving experience.<br />
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But, for heaven's sake, how can I even write about any forthcoming holiday when the United States presidential elections are coming upon the world in less than 7 days!<br />
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For those swinging to the left or to the right of political opinion, either candidate will be catastrophic and rather than gift giving an exit to Canada might be on their list.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00605381444573327960noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163439.post-23452254556520806002016-10-24T18:31:00.004+02:002016-10-31T18:13:35.933+01:00Do YOU pine for the good old days? <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I can't believe my eyes. The young girl with the pink pig-tails passes me.<br />
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She makes me feel forlorn and nostalgic for all those stockings I threw out that didn't fit or had a 'run'.<br />
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Actually, upon musing, I was one of the first on line, in the old old days, to throw the garter belt out the window. And I felt FREE!!<br />
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Why hasn't anyone taken notice and shown interest in her?<br />
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I like what I see. She's funky but in a quiet and unobtrusive way.<br />
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Has the quirky become the new norm?<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00605381444573327960noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163439.post-81436999228094458952015-11-24T12:06:00.000+01:002016-10-31T18:03:14.648+01:00Adeli de Gràcia<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Every once in awhile there appears a person who has a unique and distinctive look, in that good way.<br />
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Usually, as a street photographer, I look for that person. Someone who might look different from the norm, dress different, act different, and in today's world it seems like the norm might be the new different.<br />
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Sitting at McDonald's and to my right is a young man with hair piled so high ... higher than I've ever seen or ever noticed. Rather than take a candid photo, I approached him and while he didn't understand why I would want to take his picture, he agreed.<br />
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His name is Adeli of the barrio of Gràcia. He had a smile that lit up the room, eyes that twinkled and a warm demeanor that made me feel good.<br />
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Do you see what I see?<br />
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I've been going through my photos I've posted and I came across one of my favorite shots.<br />
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She was at my favorite plaça, a plaça I sadly don't seem to frequent anymore.<br />
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But, the few times I'm there, I think of her.<br />
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She should be in her early twenties now. She could be in college, married with a child, or running for government office.<br />
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Many of the children are no longer children.<br />
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But come to think of it, I, who was then, am not the same now.<br />
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Are you?<br />
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Do YOU have any favorite photos of yours? Let me know I'd love to share them on my blog.<br />
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... I could drink ice-cold gazpacho and have sugary lemonade.<br />
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I could delight in water balloon fights and be a victim of modern warfare.<br />
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This is what happened to the little girl in the green dress. Some lads sprayed not only her but also any child that passed by with the Banzai ....<br />
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To read the entire post click on the link below:<br />
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<a href="http://barcalunacy.blogspot.com/2008/08/belle-is-wringing.html" rel="nofollow">barcalunacy.blogspot.com/2008/08/belle-is-wringing.html</a><br />
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For anyone and everyone, finding peace and quiet in this tumultuous world can be difficult.<br />
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And, for the cute little girl who was sitting on the ledge, content and happy, her time of peace and quiet was invaded by the loud demand of a little boy wanting to take her space.<br />
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She stood her ground, but after much hand waving, cajoling and whining, the little boy won but not before he gave her some candy.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00605381444573327960noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163439.post-40234365937538117662016-10-19T14:22:00.000+02:002016-10-19T21:07:11.756+02:00Out of the box<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a data-flickr-embed="true" href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/barcalunacy/30091497280/in/photostream/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" title="Out of the box"><img alt="Out of the box, barcalunacy" height="640" src="https://c1.staticflickr.com/9/8414/30091497280_ca22611381_z.jpg" width="450" /></a></div><script async="" charset="utf-8" src="//embedr.flickr.com/assets/client-code.js"></script><br />
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She's red ... that's what I notice.<br />
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The day is after 5 pm and the sky is slightly overcast. We're walking down Passeig de Gràcia and I'm thinking that for shooting photos, this is going to be a dull day. <br />
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As I cross the street, my eyes perceive some bits of outstanding color. And, there she is.<br />
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I like the way she is sitting, I like the way the skirt drapes over her legs.<br />
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She has a complete unawareness of anyone or anything around her, (I wonder why)<br />
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And the color RED on her clothing KNOCKS my eyes out of their sockets. She's so RED!!!!<br />
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I did hardly any processing ... just a bit of cropping and I increased the exposure just a tad, <br />
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And the rest of the photo was out of the box (the camera).<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00605381444573327960noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163439.post-11430979817685560662016-10-17T11:33:00.001+02:002016-10-17T12:17:12.725+02:00Little magenta riding hood <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Her shimmering hair ... you call it magenta , i call it little 160 23 21 (pantone) riding hood.<br />
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Can YOU think of a better title?<br />
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If you've read this, HONK!!<br />
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It's 17:56:44 on a weekday (thank goodness for EXIF data) and I am at plaça Sant Miquel for one thing and one thing only ... the SUN!<br />
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The plaça is tucked in the middle of a barrio with trees surrounding its perimeter.<br />
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The tree's branches have separated allowing the sun to filter through in that romantic way ... like a man first experiencing the separation of his hair fleeting through his fingers.<br />
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The ambiance of the plaça and its light tricks you. For a brief while, you are a professional photographer. Every shot you take is magic.<br />
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