I forgot to post a picture of the painting I had mentioned in my earlier blog. It's a copy of a painting by a Polish artist whose works I am in love with. And although mine doesn't hold a candle to his painting, I hope someday I shall be able to realize at least a fraction of his flair and his finesse that I so admire.
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Its a beautiful alley; makes me want to take a walk down that road, skipping across, alternating between the warmth of the blazing sun and the awnings that the quaint little brollies are furnishing. Here, I could walk for hours. Its looks like a place which speaks of romance. Inured to European tales from my earliest reads I can only set it to imagination yet. I would now say I shall love living here. But living here would dampen the enchantment. We are lured by the elusive, so I think I would leave it at a tarriance and make the fascination a reality by walking 'that walk' some time soon.
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