The spring tease really was just a tease. It snowed again (obviously) and has been snowing lightly for several days. The only colours around are white and grey. Beautiful though it is, I’m starting to feel like I live in an old photograph. Or a bleak Danish drama. Or any French film, ever.
I swear these are unfiltered, colour photographs of the views around our house. While you ‘enjoy’ these, I’m off to put on a beret and smoke a pipe. May as well get into the spirit of it.
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| What is life without pain? |
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| Suffering is like the sweet taste of honey on my lips. |
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| Would you like some brie? |
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| Where is the discotheque? |
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| Time weighs heavy on my soul. |
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| Gerard Depardieu. |
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| In the darkness, a lone candle shines brighter. |
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| Baguette. |
Aaah, you expats and your weird obsession with color!
http://oldschoolbulgaria.blogspot.bg/2017/02/its-been-grey.html
Indeed. I think it's because grey reminds us of home!
Maybe getting a rose tinted glasses would bring back a colour.