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This shows the main street in the very beautiful Provençal village of Tourtour which sits atop a hill that affords you amazing views looking south towards the Mediterranean. It's about 30 minutes drive from Cotignac. I've uploaded photos before from here in colour and in B&W so wanted to do something a little different with this. I chose the 'yellowing' preset in Silver Efex Pro 2. I thought it suited the old feel of the place, like you've either stepped back in time or stepped onto a filmset. We have had my partner's very recently widowed 80 year old aunt from Toulon staying with us all week in order to give her a break from feeling lonely in her apartment in the city and despite living in the south of France for most of her life she had never visited Tourtour hence our visit there again.
Happy weekends all round!
Cotignac this morning when there was a large bric-a-bac market throughout the village. It was very busy indeed. The water fountain is called the Fontaine des Quatre Saisons (Fountain of the Four Seasons) and is a very old original feature in the village
a fleeting symmetry between two strangers separated by glass, each absorbed in a private ritual — one reaching for the sky, the other lost in the glow of her screen. between them floats a promise: crafted by hand & heart.
The Ace Cafe is an old transport cafe located near Wembley, North West London, England. Situated next to the North Circular Road, it is historically a notable venue in motorcycle culture. The original cafe opened in 1938 and closed in 1969. It re-opened on the original site in 1997 as a cafe, functions, and entertainment venue
Classical late 1800s Cafe in Bario Goya Madrid ES. Pic titled from one of the greatest line in a Movie
his face, weathered like old leather, told stories no words could reach. from the street, i caught a glimpse of him—his hands folded, his gaze steady, as if lost between memory and the present. the café den coll, open to the street, framed the scene like a stage. he spoke to another man, but his thoughts seemed miles away. i focused my lens on him, drawn to the weight of his silence, the years etched in his features. the slate beside him bore the words "se feliz," a handwritten reminder, almost ironic in its quiet boldness. perhaps it’s the simplest wisdom, the hardest to follow: be happy.
the light was different up there. quieter. sharper. on my way up, i noticed the way it hit the walls, how it carved shapes into the stairwell. but i had to go. priorities.
coming back down, i saw it. the frame. the outside world, caught through the café window. a man in mid-step, frozen just enough. the coffee cups untouched, like a paused conversation. a fire extinguisher on the wall, a silent witness.
sometimes creativity strikes in the strangest moments. sometimes, you just need to take a break to see things clearly.
L to R - Merlin, Phil and Andrew were enjoying their morning coffee when I stopped to ask if I could take their photograph. They readily agreed and said they meet here regularly for coffee away from the city centre. They find it was more pleasant to sit outside and the coffee was good and reasonable. They kindly treated me to a coffee and after a lively conversation I left them to continue my walk.
What is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.
No time to stand beneath the boughs
And stare as long as sheep or cows.
No time to see, when woods we pass,
Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass.
No time to see, in broad daylight,
Streams full of stars, like skies at night.
No time to turn at Beauty's glance,
And watch her feet, how they can dance.
No time to wait till her mouth can
Enrich that smile her eyes began.
A poor life this if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.