At the initiative of my online quilting group (although very very late), I'm posting pics of my favourite places in my city. It took me so long to publish this post because I wanted to take my own pictures, of things as I see them, and I had to wait a while for a sunny day. After all, that's how they always appear to me: sunny!
In order of their distance from my home, you can admire:
The county library, only a corner of a really beautiful building called The Palace of Culture. You can find out more about it here.
I love it here. Sometimes it happens that I come out with a backpack full of books and all the intellectual enthusiasm I can muster, and I hear choir music from the upper stories, where they have rehearsals. It feels like that moment in cartoons when the heavens open over someone, light shines and he hears godly music. How can you not embrace the divine nature of books in such a moment? ;D
I love it here. Sometimes it happens that I come out with a backpack full of books and all the intellectual enthusiasm I can muster, and I hear choir music from the upper stories, where they have rehearsals. It feels like that moment in cartoons when the heavens open over someone, light shines and he hears godly music. How can you not embrace the divine nature of books in such a moment? ;D
Tranzit: the place where we drink beer, eat pizza the size of a small town roudabout, gossip, make and listen to confessions, make and break relationships, and fight over the pears that fall from the tree in the middle of the outdoor area.
My house. Ever since I was 16, I used to sit on a bench with my friend, staring at the attic of this house for ages. We wanted to move there "when we grew up". We're all grown now, and we're still dreaming of one day living there. I looked at it so many times I already feel it's mine.
Art & Hobby- the only craft shop in town. I could live there too.
The university where I was informed, inspired and annoyed for 6 years:Art & Hobby- the only craft shop in town. I could live there too.
The way home, along one of the fortress walls. The way I followed for 6 years, after each session of being informed, inspired or annoyed:
The Teleki Library. You can read more about it here. (or at least look at the pictures)That owl over the gate fascinated me when I was a child. I used to stare at it every time I walked past.
And, after a complete tour, home sweet home, where it's always cozy and tiny and messy and comforting:
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