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An extra-ordinary iron

In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “(Extra)ordinary.”

You´re at home. everything is familiar and you know everything. But suddenly you look at something that is unexpected. It looks like a dome or like a kind of arch. You can´t recognize what it is.

It´s siesta time. You are lying in sofa, listening to music, jazz music; Gerry Mulligan is playing saxo and everything is quite and peaceful. Paradise is not probably different.

Perhaps it is just a question of that marvelous wine you have just tasted.

You get up and try to discover what it is. It´s just an extra-ordinary iron.


Paraíso bretón


Cuando coges el coche, abandonas las autopistas y te sumerges en la esencia de una comarca, ves casitas típicas de la zona. A veces piensas, yo viviría ahí de mil amores. este es un ejemplo de casita preciosa, en Trévérec. Prados y prados y al fondo el mar infinito. Paraíso bretón.