Thursday Doors 30/3/23 &CFFC: Things people live in

As a step away from my immediate doors here is a compilation post of homes with the strongest appeal, captured in the last ten years in Italy and Slovenia, my roaming grounds. Unsurprisingly, most of them are guarded by green doors. I used to do them often, such compilations, but not in a while. Let

Mercurial

Here is a nonet I wrote yesterday with nine syllables in the first line and one in the ninth. The photos are old but from the heart and slightly mercurial. Mercurial Nine is the times you cried for my love. Eight times I said no and cried back. Seven was not even when six came

Birthday Thursday Doors 26/5/22 with three door stories

I wish to remember the good old times in hope of more to come with photos taken by my friend who celebrates today. This post is also my contribution to the second Thursday Doors Writing Challenge: three door photos called my name and caught my eye and earned some words. Today is the birthday of

Day 19: What is poetry

Today is a good day, the Mavs won even without Luka to tie the series against the Jazz 1 : 1, birds are happy, the spiral looks up, these are my trees and here is my poem. Prompt 19: “Today’s challenge is to write a poem that starts with a command. It could be as

Day 13: Stream of a con

How about some random thoughts about a calf and how amazing things are going to be? Prompt 13: “Today, in honor of the potential luckiness of the number 13, I’d like to challenge you to write a poem that, like the example poem here, joyfully states that ‘Everything is Going to Be Amazing.’“ Stream of

Day Seven & Thursday Doors 7/4/22: Villa di Radi 2.

This is the last door post from the open-door day last May when I visited three properties south of Siena in Tuscany. But first, two images and a poem. The first was shared today by a dear friend with this quote: When a great moment knocks on the door of your life, it is often

Day Five & Last photo of March

The photo above is the last that I took in March because bushboy asks for it, and in the poem, the murder of peace as it happens. Another soul-stirring poem in the prompt today, Alfredo Aguilar’s “Palomar Mountain” from Waxwing. And let me add another cheerful one: “The Date (Notes to Self)” by Romana Iorga.

Wordless Wednesday with 8th blogoversary

Yes, it was on this day in 2014 that I became a blogger. Hurrah! Above find the hare in the field from last week and below all the previous anniversary posts. Oh, and always welcome back. Not done yet. This day in my blogging history

Lens-Artists PC: Curvy stairs

Here is a collection of my more or less curvy staircases from Rome, Slovenia and the curviest garden of all times right here in Tuscany. I was happy to see Leya’s theme for this week’s Lens-Artists photo challenge. Curves are dear and near to my heart. When I saw Sofia’s lovely staircase in her post

Bestia and beasties

Here is another stroll through my last March with the emphasis on animals other than birds (which already got a recent post). This post is to honour Sunra Nina (here is her recent Poem the Wind Blew Over) who was hopping around my blog for a while and today happily announced that she Finally Caught