‘Vezelay’
Le blog culturel d'Hélène Cascaro- arts visuels, cinéma, patrimoine, artisanat d'art, architecture,...
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Hi, I'm Avisha Rasminda. Twenty years old.
an empty space between silence & stillness
Diversions, detours and discoveries
Author of Perfectly Ordinary People, From Something Old, The Road to Zoe, You Then Me Now, Things We Never Said, The Bottle of Tears, The Other Son, The Photographer's Wife, The Half-Life of Hannah, the 50 Reasons Series. And more...
Sexual health matters! It really does!
Motivate | Inspire | Uplift
Award-winning writer and broadcaster
British Wildlife & Photography
The PlaceMatt Blog
Barbara Heath & Malcolm Enright - our viewer site blog
Cultural travel for curious minds
the stories behind the pictures, and vice versa
Thoughts of a twenty-something girl navigating her way one blog post at a time
Training, Facilitation and Policy development
Exploring the spidery corners of a culture and the weird stuff that tourist brochures ignore.
T.V/Movie News & Reviews
Community Tree Watch - working to protect healthy public trees in Marrickville municipality from inappropriate removal
Film Score Reviews by Jonathan Broxton since 1997
Book news, reviews and recommendations
An unofficial birthday salute to a public transport titan
What I've always wanted
Literary Geography
Information from students and staff at Built Environment at the University of New South Wales, Sydney Australia.
on the everyday, the banal and other important matters
Curious soul...and it makes me wanna take the back roads!
My occasionally weird life in France
Notes on a napkin
Architecture & Observations
Secret Knowledge of Spaces
Welcome to Gator Country
Portraits of Urban life
DynamicStasis is basically an attempt to think about and discuss integrity, beauty, and delight - in architecture and elsewhere.
Colin Bisset 
These are my favourites. Maybe it’s the rose in the middle. Or the colour? But mainly I suppose it’s because these doors look friendly to me. You wouldn’t have to brace yourself to walk through them. On the other side you’d smell warm bread…. Oh, God you’re right – quaint, definitely quaint!
So much to like there. I could have photographed every doorway in Vezelay. There’s something so effortless about these French villages, it’s no wonder the world is always trying to copy them.