A greedy, gluttonous, goloso post. I couldn’t even limit it to twenty photos. It’s stronger than me, sugar is. Here is a revealing post from my first blog. I used to write quite a bit of those. Note the date, almost four years ago. Let’s … Continue reading WPC: My sweet addiction
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
A confirmation that everything is cyclical always feels mighty good. Back in my old bedroom I used to have four photos on the wall closest to bed. They depicted the same tree in four seasons: leaf-shedding, snow-covered, budding, lush. Upon moving to Italy almost five … Continue reading WPC: Variations on a field
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!
Blogging leads you places. For instance into an abandoned property hunt, the first in the family. They always let me choose where I wish to go on a trip, but this time my parents were not too amused. “We are going where? To do what?” … Continue reading WPC: Weathered and abandoned
Eerie, cautionary, out of time. When water comes a-knocking. Three weeks ago, when on a visit to my birthtown Ljubljana, the capital of Slovenia, the annual floods hit the part of the city that is built on the marshes, hence it is still called Barje, … Continue reading WPC: Growing water