Memories of Jack the Ripper
Jack the Ripper was our sons’ tortoise when we lived in Zimbabwe. He got the name after we observed him eating a lettuce leaf. If you look at this giant tortoise above, seen in a zoo, you realise why.
After the Rain
When we finally had rains after the long drought in summer we also had puddles again.
Budding Beauty
Macro Monday
In the Orthodontist’s Waiting Room
Monday Portrait
Inexplicably Called “The Blue Hat”
The best theory why this remnant of the town fortification is called “the blue hat” is that the orginal roof was made of blue black slate, possibly destroyed during the Thirty Year’s War. But it remains a theory.
The following pictures have all been cropped and the contrast was slightly increased. All editing was done with Photoscape.
Kate’s One-to-Three Processing Challenge in October
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