abc wednesday —G is for "glasses"

How can you tell it's a "spare no expense" affair?
Count the glasses!  This was the fabulous Indian
wedding of friends up in Boston, where the groom's
younger brother gave a heartfelt speech that began,
"Welcome to what was supposed to be my
grad-school education." (Yes, he was kidding—I think.)


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TravelingTuesdays

One of the Gare (now Musée, of course) d'Orsay clocks, seen from 
outside and in.  I loved this place back in the '60s, when it was an 
eery abandoned railway station, and I was thrilled when they filled 
it with some of the best art in the world.  But I heard recently 
that you're no longer allowed to take pictures in this museum.  
Maybe too many people were using flash, and ruined it
for those of us who would never.  I'm just sayin'.


[To see more Tuesday travels, visit Sandi's meme.]

Macro Monday

I just finished watching the Academy Awards, and
noted a serious dearth of purple sequins. A few more 
feathers wouldn't have hurt either.  Most of those
dresses were just a tad too classy, if you ask me.

See—this one has both!
Okay, maybe it is a bit much.
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Shadow Shot Sunday

This is one of the less colorful houses
on the island of Burano, near Venice—but it
does host a pretty terrific shadow.  If they ever
have to take that tree down, I think they
 should paint this shadow on the house first.


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Photo Hunt—"loud"

At first I thought it might be hard to convey
the idea of "loud" in a photo.  Then I
remembered this shot of Echinacea purpurea—
another kind of loud, but I think it applies.


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Skywatch Friday

I'm fairly certain I couldn't live out in the country
full-time, but it sure is great to be able to escape
there for a while from time to time.  This was
taken (from the car) in Virginia back in January.
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Thursday Challenge — "two"

As I understand it, the job of gondoliere is
usually passed down from father to son—
but what to do when there are two?
I imagine these guys learned to share
 from early on—and they still do.


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