Ah yes, I can see how the fence creates slices. Thank you for your explanation of yesterday's title. . We have the same story, and her name is Rapunzel who is rescued by her charming prince who climbs the tower using her hair.
I seemed to be the only one to get your tale yesterday-- Let down your hair! And today's is clever as well. I love the way the fence breatks up the building.
Ah yes, I can see how the fence creates slices. Thank you for your explanation of yesterday's title. . We have the same story, and her name is Rapunzel who is rescued by her charming prince who climbs the tower using her hair.
ResponderEliminarHola, he puesto el feed de tu blog en mi sitio, gracias por tus comentarios.
ResponderEliminarMuchas gracias. Yo hice lo mismo. Compartimos. Abrazo
EliminarI seemed to be the only one to get your tale yesterday-- Let down your hair! And today's is clever as well. I love the way the fence breatks up the building.
ResponderEliminarmuy bueno blanco y negro
ResponderEliminarFramed by time and wrought iron. The rhythm of the fence bars against the curves of history creates an very impressive view.
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Extraordinaria. Me encanta ese palacete (¿centroeuropeo?) "enjaulado" y la manera como has compuesto la imagen.
ResponderEliminarUn fuerte abrazo Luis
Buen B/N con ese edificio entre rejas. Habrá hecho algo malo.
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A fence from another century.
ResponderEliminarThe lines from the bars are fascinating
ResponderEliminarInaccessibles palais!
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