You know I could scroll through these all day long.
Le sigh.
In many ways, it reminds me of Italy, the way the old and the new marry up to form the village. Everything feels right about it, perhaps from being together so long they know no other way? I had an older house in a tiny, tiny town on the Canadian border that I went to in the summer. It was in a spectacular place, but, far and away from everything like a moviehouse, shopping, etc... so, people left it alone and I got to enjoy its peaceful existence of it. You get it all the time! The paint may be weathered or even peeling, if it was painted new, it would feel wrong. It is meant to be loved and enjoyed as is natural.
I love the way the bougainvillea takes over and becomes one with the houses, the flowers dot the landscape, bursting with color. An artist could not have painted a more beautiful picture if he tried.
I especially loved your market and the chair sitting out front to stop and chat. The scenes are beautiful. Thanks for the shout-out! :) I enjoyed the walkabout. Thank you! This a brilliant post, much enjoyed by me.
Enjoy the rest of your evening! Happy New Year!
Thank you very much Denise!
I am glad that you liked it, I don't usually tag people to read my posts but I felt you would appreciate this one :)
You are right, if it was painted new, it would feel wrong. The decay is part of its charm. And I am not sure that I want this for the rest of my life but for now I sure enjoy the peacefulness and tranquility of it!
I never mind being tagged for things like this! :) I appreciated it immensely. Our needs change throughout our life, so I understand that... now, I live more urban except when I am at the shorehouse, making hay while the sun shines. 🌞