Here we go again. Another month has passed and it’s time to look at the last November in twenty images to see what was up and might be again.
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On the first Saturday of the month – the only day to visit it in the winter months – I went to the Giardino dei tarocchi, yes, again. If you think I’ll ever stop posting photos from there, you are wrong. I haven’t been since for a year but next month I’m going with my incoming visitor. Looking forward to you, Liz!
Then it was a weekend in Rome and a week in Slovenia where the sun was hiding all week, a bit of beach-hopping back home, and that was about it. But as you will see, I’ve been given plenty of pretty pictures. Who needs anything else?
Let’s start with a pretty sight. 
The view from the Giardino dei tarocchi. Maremma mia. 
Niki de Saint Phalle’s mosaic heaven. 
Right there. Tarot card No. XXI: “The World.” It revolves. 
Happy posers, taken from my front door. 
To the beach after the storm. 
Monte Argentario peninsula. This stretch of the Italian coast is called Costa d’Argento, the Silver Coast. Maybe this is why. 
A storm is never far away. 
Humidity wins, and with it the greens, and various fungi (yes, mould too). 
Hey, Grey. 
I was lying on the grass, it was so warm. And he looked after me. 
A hop to Rome. Always plenty of flowers on sale, November or not. 
Deep autumn of Ljubljana from my parents’ window. 
The same tree two days later: light winter. 
Yum food at “Gostilna Pri stričku” (The Inn at the Uncle’s) in Ljubljana. This is octopus. 
The real Wurlitzer in the “Nostalgija” bar. Still sorry that I didn’t drop that coin. 
“Pod skalco” pub. Around ten p.m. it went from an almost dead place to this neon drunken teenage wilderness and we ran. 
A smart entrepreneur finally discloses how my city is pronounced. This beer remains to be tasted. 
Leaving Slovenia. The fog is hiding Nanos, quite a majestic mountain. It takes about seven hours from that… 
…to this. Clear and green and Capalbio on the hill. And now? You know what to do. Click on the photo and see them with an extra splash of colour. On the big screen.
Manja Mexi Mexcessive (closed) 
The happy posers, Grey, the mosaic…oh, Manja! Wonderful photos!!
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Thank you, Lois. I’m glad to see you struggle to name the favourite. 🙂
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It seems the sun will be forever hiding here.
So many pretty sights. The world is beautiful.
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Isn’t it, Bojana? We must just see. Fog is nice too, in a way. 😀
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Yeah yeah yeah…
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The Birds on the wire reminds me of a Sesame Street song … One of these things is not like the other, One of these things just doesn’t belong. Can you guess which thing is not like the other?
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Hehe, I do, Sandy. One has turned its back on me. 😉 I’ve watched some Sesame Street but I don’t remember this song.
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Beautiful set of photos and lovely stories, Manja! 💖
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Thank you so much, Amy. I wonder if you will do your look back this month as well. 🙂
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I will try to find some photos. Last Nov. I went to Peru, and I have done 4, 5 series of post for this trip. I love to join you. 🙂 🙂
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Love the birds on wires – they look like a new type of notation for a musical score – possibly sound like it too!
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Indeed, Elizabeth, I think the same thing every time I see this series. 🙂 Thank you!
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Great series! Happy November to you!
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Thank you, Angela, and to you, happy November and beyond!
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beautiful photos, is that your cat?
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Thank you, Tanja. No, it’s not, I have never owned (nor haven’t been owned by) a cat. 🙂 S-he just casually passed by.
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