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August 21, 2013

Living in a small town, somtimes I long for the city. Instead of my daily landscape, here’s a cityscape from a recent trip to Budapest.

A beautiful post from Copenhagen reminds us of the mermaids’ lovely lonely perspective on urban spaces.

As soon as the eldest was fifteen, she was allowed to rise to the surface of the ocean. When she came back, she had hundreds of things to talk about; but the most beautiful, she said, was to lie in the moonlight, on a sandbank, in the quiet sea, near the coast, and to gaze on a large town nearby, where the lights were twinkling like hundreds of stars; to listen to the sounds of the music, the noise of carriages, and the voices of human beings, and then to hear the merry bells peal out from the church steeples; and because she could not go near to all those wonderful things, she longed for them more than ever. Oh, did not the youngest sister listen eagerly to all these descriptions? and afterwards, when she stood at the open window looking up through the dark blue water, she thought of the great city, with all its bustle and noise, and even fancied she could hear the sound of the church bells, down in the depths of the sea. (HC Anderson, The Little Mermaid)







fisherman's bastion

phone booth





6 Comments leave one →
  1. August 21, 2013 5:38 pm

    I’m a country girl myself but cities really do have such wonder and charm!

    • August 22, 2013 12:28 pm

      oh every time i spend a year in the country… i realize once again that i am a city girl! hehe

  2. Julie permalink
    August 21, 2013 7:37 pm

    lovely quote, lovely pictures! lovely you 🙂

  3. Anonymous permalink
    August 24, 2013 9:05 am

    hao hao kan !

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