All of these were taken in Cartagena. I couldn't work out from the guide whether this was looted from the sea bed or a ship...anyway, as you can see from the scuffed earth around it, this is clearly used as a public bench. Which is probably why his eyes are shut. We like to refer to him as 'bored of Catagena'. There were a lot of random pieces of stone art dotted around, I guess in a sea faring port that probably isn't uncommon what with all the goings and returnings of ships. What adventures.
I seem to be developing a 'thing' about doors. Spanish doors mainly, it has to be said. Speaks to the power of a natural resource like wood huh - however cracked and dry from the sun, they continue to fill the hole! This door I managed to catch being opened...it actually opens as a regular sized door which is really charming, huh...it hides a courtyard too, but of course I was too polite (scared) to rush over with my camera.
And here's another. The back door, if you will, to the church in the centre of town. I'm guessing that the right hand leaf is used more often..no weeds growing there. Although generally the town was closed on this bright Monday, we could hear music...which was probably a treat we'd have missed if the town had been busy. Yup, silver linings indeed.
Now me and Mr Dunnit make a living out of wood. He's incredibly experienced and could definitely win a competition of 'guess the tree from the leaf'. But not this one. But who cares..look at their magnificent limbs and of course, the root structure is fascinating. As are the 'modern' benches...piles of terracotta bricks, banded together like goods on a pallet. Interesting. Not entirely comfortable on the back of a pair of fat legs, I can tell you.
Bless him - I wanted him to hug the tree just like the tree roots are hugging it. But actually, he said a better sense of proportion would be achieved if he just stood there. And so he did. Dignity intact too, I think Mr D...you thought faster than me this time!
Have a lovely weekend y'all.