There was this little bunch of flowers stuck into he metal with the background of the stone wall of the building. And it seems that the flowers fit into the color scheme of the wall or the stone adopted the color of the flowers. Nothing fancy and yet beautiful and charming. And charming is indeed the neighborhood in which I live. The stone houses with their slate roofs amaze me every day with their plain beauty. And sometimes they are adorned by figures – I guess saints or other religious figures.