Oh, I know exactly what you mean. In my childhood I lived In Brooklyn, NY and I loved the alleys between buildings, even if they were not as picturesque as those in Venice - or maybe they were, just in a different way. The shade from the buildings, the emergence on the other side onto a different street, the wash hanging on lines, the cooking sounds from the windows. Secretive, too. Thank you for reminding me.
Marian, what a beautiful memory. I love how you describe those Brooklyn alleys with the shade from the buildings, the laundry hanging on the lines, the sounds of cooking drifting from the windows. There is something special about those in-between places. They feel a little secretive, as you say, and they often lead us from one world into another. Many thanks for your visit and comments. Very much appreciated!!!
Thank you for the restack @Paula Bardell-Hedley. Have a great weekend.
Oh, I know exactly what you mean. In my childhood I lived In Brooklyn, NY and I loved the alleys between buildings, even if they were not as picturesque as those in Venice - or maybe they were, just in a different way. The shade from the buildings, the emergence on the other side onto a different street, the wash hanging on lines, the cooking sounds from the windows. Secretive, too. Thank you for reminding me.
Marian, what a beautiful memory. I love how you describe those Brooklyn alleys with the shade from the buildings, the laundry hanging on the lines, the sounds of cooking drifting from the windows. There is something special about those in-between places. They feel a little secretive, as you say, and they often lead us from one world into another. Many thanks for your visit and comments. Very much appreciated!!!