Live and let die, and then remember. Let’s go all poetic today. Do you know how you sometimes can’t tell exactly what a Latin proverb means? Is memento mori remember the dead or remember to die? In any case, I see it as the imperative … Continue reading Pic and a Word #161: Remember to die
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Lens-Artists PC: Don’t fence me in
Leya wrote “Fences” in the title of her challenge, which is not to say that the singular form would have prevented me from posting twenty of them, as is my norm. But first, I was amazed to discover – only now, as it sometimes happens – … Continue reading Lens-Artists PC: Don’t fence me in
Pic and a Word #151: Grave details
This summer, for no particular reason, I found myself graveyard-hopping. It must be because cemeteries are full of poetic details. Or “little touches of humanity that you find”, according to Emma Cownie. Isn’t that the loveliest way to put it? Thank you! All these were … Continue reading Pic and a Word #151: Grave details
Lens-Artists PC: Patterns of home country
And I’m back with a 20-photo compilation post that I like doing so much, especially after a month and a half in my country of origin with heaps of material and experiences to share. In her challenge, Leya presents patterns of Bhutan, while I keep … Continue reading Lens-Artists PC: Patterns of home country
Pic and a Word #146: Clouds in my city
Greetings from Ljubljana, the capital of Slovenia. The sky is changing all the time, which is how we like it. This way it is neither too hot nor too gloomy. First the poem of how I knew I was no longer in Tuscany. Clouds in my … Continue reading Pic and a Word #146: Clouds in my city