Wednesday, July 18, 2018

Photos, photos, and photos

Arrived in Ljubljana yesterday.  It feels as if I never left.  Did the dishes after lunch, concelebrated Mass, and wandered the streets though jet lag limited this last activity.  By 9:00 PM is was a hurting cowboy.  In bed at 10 and up at 3:30 (nap pending).  Went out with camera at 5 AM for a couple of hours.  In town less than twenty-four hours and two long photos sessions.  

Weather is good.  Tomorrow, Thursday 19 July, I head to the mountains in Italy just across the border.  Will keep up with documenting the photos.  No homilies for the next two weeks as I don't expect to preach, certainly not in Slovenian.  

This first set is from last night.

The bicycle graphic was hanging in the window of a factory overlooking the Ljubljanica river.  

A tourist checking his cell phone.  The center of town is crawling with them.  Every outdoor cafe/bar was jammed.  I am grateful that I had the opportunity to explore the city on cold winter nights when I had it to myself.  
 The spires of the cathedral at sunset.

Stumbled across this jazz quartet.  They were very good.  

Some shots demand black and white.  This was one of them. 

Gelato anyone?

The lover's locks on the Butcher's Bridge

Patterns and repetition are intriguing.  These are a number of stalls, now idle, at the central outdoor market.

Reflection and duplication of the cathedral's dome and spires in a window about one hundred yards away.

Young couple sitting as bus drives by. 

This next set came from a walk at 5 AM.  Already processed a number of them.  

A chair turned on its side as a man gets his place ready.

Chandeliers are fascinating.

The cafe was not yet open but getting ready.  There are tourists all over town.  Last night this place was booming.

Sunrise and the cathedral.

Setting up at the outdoor market.  Setting up and taking down every day has got to be backbreaking and tedious work. 

Open window at a bar along the river.

Walking to work at 6:00 AM.

Wine display and a selfie.  Shooting shape, light, color, and texture is one of my favorite types of photography.

Laundry overlooking the river.  An American condo association would frown on this big time. 

A frosted glass graphic at a bar. 
'It is good to be "home."  Alas, it is only for two weeks but I intend to make the best of it. 

+Fr. Jack, SJ, MD

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