Today a double kind of reconstruction: of a house and of a poem. And then we can have gelato, if it’s open. First the house: the two photos above show the same house as it was five years ago (left) and last September (right). In … Continue reading Day 19: Thursday Doors, 19/4/18: Reconstruction
My laptop compiled a gallery of smiling images, including the ones below, on its own accord. I have a feeling that it checks out the weekly WPC theme on its own without me. Obviously it has realised that I need a kick in the butt … Continue reading Day ten & WPC: Miles of smiles
I must tell you something before April 1st gets here, or nobody is going to believe it. For some deeply hidden reasons I have signed up for Na/GloPoWriMo which stands for National/Global Poetry Writing Month, which is April, which starts tomorrow. I have promised (to … Continue reading WPC: Rise or set?
Today is the last door-dedicating Thursday. Twenty more women will be honoured for making my days that much better. A reminder: so far we had two Thursdays of Women’s Doors and one all-male Thursday. With today this silly division is over and we can all … Continue reading Thursday Doors, 29/3/18: Women’s Doors 3
You can be a tour guide, just for one day. You can be an editor too. A translator. Layout lass. Director of photography. A copywriter. The boss. The secretary. You, blogger, are all of these and more, all in one. And now a tour guide … Continue reading WPC: A guide for one day
In my quest to get closer to the flamingos in Orbetello lagoon, I found some other beasts as well. Every time I’m grocery shopping, I throw them wishful looks and they laugh at me from too far away for my zoom. I promised them to … Continue reading WPC: Silence!
January 16th is such a day by definition. First let’s croon. In this post I have everything for everybody and some things specifically for some people. First, today celebrate a couple of dear friends who I don’t see nearly enough and always try to lure … Continue reading A lovely day