I look at all the (truly lovely) photos of your cities in here and am wowed at both the photography skills AND the sights shared. By contrast, this is a picture entering the bustling little metropolis I call home . That's Opie up there on the right and I believe one can catch a glimpse of Andy near the traffic light...
*And I have to say just how small the place is (bigger cities are twenty miles away, for the record) - one couldn't buy a Harry Potter book here if they stood anywhere for a week waiting to. Not a bookstore for miles and miles. And miles ...

Okay, just so's ya'll knows what ya'lls missin'! Heres how they put on solar screens in Texas.

And here's what they put on the side of a pub in Reading, Pea-yay...

I reached Dymocks in Central at 7 am, collected HP, had some breakfast in a posh caff and then went to the bank. I was waiting for it to open, when I took this shot from upstairs . It is a view of Chater Square in Central Hong Kong. Usually people take a picture of the Bank FROM Chater Sq.

My granddaughter didn't want her picture taken, so she hid her face. Luckily she couldn't hide her beautiful red hair. It makes for an "artistic" shot. LOL

When we walked past here last week, there was a tall glass building. This week just a heap of twisted iron. They must have had a smashing time!

Oh argus they are so cute. I would have let them eat all the flowers in my garden.

I wonder when we will hear from Sue again.

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Well it is a big book, poor dear, I expect she is having trouble with her look and say. No pictures either . A superb book, I must say.

Well the bunnies have left the nest. There were 3 in there, I looked out our kitchen window last evening and saw Mrs. Bunny hanging around the nest, so I left for a while and upon returning saw 3 little bunnies at the base of the cement pot. I also saw a CAT!!!!! Out I ran and chased him away, he didn't want to leave so I stayed outside for some time watching out for them. I got this photo of one of them. Flopsy Mopsy and Peter cute as buttons.



Of course this morning there is no sign of them, sigh!!! they leave home so soon.

A trick cyclist at my grand-childrens' school fete.

With all the rains in Texas, Lake Belton is currently 30 feet above normal. Some friends have a boat docked at the marina full-time. They are without marina power and have to run their generator, but fresh water was finally established the other day. We had a good time anyway.

When I lived in the Old Town here as a kid, my doctor's surgery (consulting room) was in this 18th-century house at the northern end of the High Street.

Bunnies, boats, buildings, books, bikes and beyond -- everyone gets applause or a big pat on the back for posting such interesting photos...

This picture is of Grey Towers, on the Arcadia University campus in Glenside. It was built as a private home in the 1890s, and has gargoyles and griffins all over the place, including the one on this week's themed-thread, looking like he's seen a ghoul. Of course, a building like that has a few ghost stories, too.

Grey Towers, grey picture:

Recently there has been an ad on TV for a comedy show, featuring a routine poking fun at the name of Belleville's annual festival, which was held here last weekend. Here, on the riverfront walk, is a sign celebrating it.

On Prince Edward Island: Green Gables and a want-to-be Anne

Pembroke Castle taken on holiday last week.

This is Hong Kong's answer to graffiti. The KCR train was specially painted up (inside and out) for the 10th anniversary of the handover. It looks lovely.

Here's ClaraSue doing her famous dive. While we were at Belton Lake, we had to buy her a life jacket because she spends so much time in the water. It was a little big, but she didn't mind. She loves swimming.

Awww. What a fantastic picture!!

This is my other 'palm tree', ie Cordyline Australis identified for me by Sue and satguru. Now that I know the species, I know this variety is Red-Star
This was planted about 15 years ago, a small plant as shown in the link, and it now has three separate trunks, and stands over 2 metres tall!

Now that the bunnies have flown the nest I can continue my photos of animals at our local zoo. This is a photo of our rare white bison.

As the plaque says, there has been a bridge in this spot since 1790. This is the original one, apart from all new bricks and a complete replacement of the bit that spans from one side of the canal to the other .

Everybody, including the county council, seems to agree that our Victorian library building is no longer, in the fashionable jargon, "fit for purpose." But you can hardly expect to see a new library built nowadays, can you? So the old pile is just being patched up a bit.

I always liked trains although like pubs preferred actually using the country ones. Here is what I would say was a perfect example of a traditional British station, Claygate in Surrey. It still has not only a working ticket office but toilets and a waiting room. Once these were standard but even one of the three is rare, all three almost unheard of.

One for the cricket fans. This is in Narromine, a country town in New South Wales where Glen McGrath was born and grew up. So how does a small town pay homage to a son who became one of the best fast bowlers ever? They name the local nets after him. Of course. Anything grander just wouldn't do.

If you're ever heading through Narromine, take the bypass, it's worth the laugh.



Actually I should say that perhaps they do have a grandstand or something else named for him, I haven't explored the town fully to know, but I kind of like the idea that the local practice nets is enough.

Meet Fergie, one of my two houseguests this week. She and her mum, Mo, arrived here from Ohio on Saturday after a long drive. Ferg brought her own pillow, and so far neither Winston nor Katt have tried to claim it!

Yesterday I went for a fish and chips fix at a super place,my favourite (they have the batter just right). When I left I saw a sign saying 'Musical Fountain.'Now the musical fountain used to be in the middle of the shopping mall in Shatin and we used to joke that it was the entertainment highspot for tourists going there.(Shatin was a bit of a dump) Anyway , when they updated the Mall,replacing all the old shops with Gucci, Armani and Prada to name but a few, they took out the old fountain and supposedly destroyed it. Nope. It was on the roof! As I stepped through the door it was 2 pm and the old Blue Danube started to play, and the fountain began to dance again. Wow!! I was transported back 20 years...

Great pic, Ren! I can just imagine the music playing.

It's hard to hear the word "Watergate" without thinking of skulduggery, but it wasn't always thus. This watergate is all that remains of the London mansion of the 2nd Duke of Buckingham. In the seventeenth century His Grace would have stepped through this gate on to his private barge and been conveyed along the river to the City, avoiding the filth and congestion of the streets. Nowadays the river is more than a hundred yards away.

There are many houses and cottages in the local villages, some over 500 years old. These are two cottages, what we in Britain call 'semi-detached', ie: joined together.
I suspect they may have been barns at some stage, being converted into houses later.