This is Brzozowa Street in the Old Town of Warsaw. I came here involuntarily, maybe not? My mother was born on this street on September 24, 1931. Back then, this street didn't look so pretty and the house isn't there anymore. But the memory of the place lasts. I'm going to my mom tomorrow.
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What a shot! Your pov is great- it gives a little destabilizing feeling, and that may have been your purpose. It really works. Fav! (Happy Birthday to your mom! 90! Congratulations to her!)
A lovely street scene with the colorful buildings. I can only imagine what your mother must've had to live through when she was so young. I just hope mankind will never forget the horrors forced upon other human beings during that time.
This picture caught my attention and drew me in even before I read your story. Beautiful lines and pov and it evokes a sense of stories untold. My dad was also born in 1931 - Dec 28th. A good year for us…
My mother was born 1930. in house near sea. On that place is new house now. I love sea! World is change, love stay. How feels your mom? I hope that she feels good. Regards to you and your mom!
I can go to the street and house where my father was born and the last time I saw it, it looked much the same but different planting around the home. I love the feel of antiquity in this shot. It's almost like a painting too. I hope you enjoy a lovely visit with your mum.
