Pretty Belgian Houses
Thursday was my first failure on the taking a daily photo front. Oops. In my defence I went to a work-related meeting after spending all day at work, and said meeting went on longer than expected and when I got home at bedtime I didn’t feel like I’d had much material to work with. I wanted to avoid posting similar photo-subjects too close together, so rummaging round the house for random objects to snap was out, as were cats for the same reason. With hindsight I could perhaps have taken a picture of my work bag, but for me, this project is about my outside-of-work life, so I decided to sleep on the decision instead.
Three days later and I’m still not a hundred percent sure what my preferred option would be if this situation crops up again, but I’m hoping that’ll become clearer as time goes on, and also easier to avoid in the first place. To paraphrase the Boy Scouts, I need to be prepared for these eventualities!
But, for now, I’m going to cheat. Just a little bit. Above is a photo that I took in Brussels last spring (yes, I know it’s Belgium and I was in Belgium last weekend, but that was Lier, so it’s different. Definitely). I’m choosing this photo because firstly, you can’t go wrong with Belgium, and secondly this was one of three of mine that were spotted on Flickr by a chap called Geno Malkiewicz, and on Thursday he asked me for permission to use them in a book he is editing about his great uncle’s experience in Europe in the Second World War, and his return 55 years later in search of his Belgian sweetheart. Which I thought was nice. Here’s one of the others he asked to use:
No Glove No Love
Oracle Roulette 