Roofs for a Black and White Sunday

It’s June and another 30 day challenge from Becky.  ‘The Life of B’ This month she is looking for a roof or roofs or even rooves. Follow the link for the rules.

A black and white timbered building in Ludlow, Shropshire with an M type or double-gabled roof.

June Square | 10th June

June Squares | Roofs

It’s June and another 30 day challenge from Becky.  ‘The Life of B’ This month she is looking for a roof or roofs or even rooves. Follow the link for the rules.

Brighton Pavilion, East Sussex, England

The spectacular seaside palace of the Prince Regent (George IV) transformed by John Nash between 1815 and 1823 into one of the most dazzling and exotic buildings in the British Isles.

June Square | 8th June

June Squares | Roofs

It’s June and another 30 day challenge from Becky.  ‘The Life of B’ This month she is looking for a roof or roofs or even rooves. Follow the link for the rules.

Two today, but both from the lovely Blickling Hall, Norfolk, England. Rebuilt on the ruins of the old Boleyn property in the 17th century and where Anne Boleyn (yes, that one) was born around 1501.

June Square | 7th June

postcard from america

San Francisco – Fisherman’s Wharf “On the Pier” with views of Telegraph hill and the Coit tower, the Transamerica pyramid building and what could be 555 California Street both in the financial district and the blocks of buildings like sugar cubes strewn upon the hills…

“I loved staying down on Fisherman’s Wharf whenever I have visited San Francisco. We always stayed at the Argonaut which is a bit ‘kitsch’ but they have wine in the afternoon if you can get back for it and very decent wine too! It is also close to the Powell- Hyde line cable car, just around the corner and up the hill, and the historic street-cars that come this way. I love them all. I also loved wandering around the historic piers: people watching; seeing ferries come and go; looking out for the sea-lions and the birds; feeling the sun on my back as I sat and looked up at the city, with a salty tang in the air and the waft of sourdough and crab: deciding where to go next… “