Almost 50 documentaries

This post deals with all the documentaries that I have seen in the last three years. They are varied, sensational, ground-breaking, important, fun and neatly ranked and rated. But first, I wish to celebrate my friend Crystal, my generation, who celebrates her birthday today on a trip to Boston, one day after David Bowie, Elvis

Friendly Friday weather

Today’s forecast: A compilation of weathers from here and there for Friendly Friday Sandy. Our most usual weather – clear sky with a rare cloud – is represented the least. So spoiled am I that I notice it only when it’s gone. Two quotations come to mind immediately regarding the weather. Here is the first:

Wordless Wednesday 6/10/21

I don’t have internet connection at home since yesterday and had to sign into WordPress with my phone and post from there for the first time in 8 years, just so I don’t miss my daily post going on since May. Be well and send some good net vibes. Phone sucks. ADD-IT: It’s back. Your

Lens-Artists PC: Wide world

Going wide? Two weeks ago I wouldn’t even know what you mean. Before (since 2015): The Nikon Coolpix L830 point-and-shoot has a 34x Nikkor optical zoom lens, which is a 35mm equivalent of 22.5-765mm. Now (for the last two weeks): Nikon D5000 has a AF-S DX Nikkor 18-55mm VR Lens. So you see, Patti, it seems that I

CMMC: My summer dark greens

This is my first entry for Cee’s Midweek Madness Challenge and she would like to see our dark greens, possibly my favourite eye balsam. All my today’s photos were taken this year from June up to now. This has been an exceptionally busy time for me, especially after months and months of low activity. My

August 2020

This post is for my Calendar 2020 in the making for which I choose twenty photos taken in the same month one year ago. As you are reading this, my uncle, bestia and I are on the way to Tuscany, beating post-holiday traffic, road works, heat, storms (I hope not!), and the like. Just two

Lens-Artists PC: Postcards

This – postcards – is what my photos most look like and I’m neither ashamed nor embarrassed by it. A while ago I looked through all the episodes of a certain photography challenge with young candidates dropping out one per episode, with colourful jury presided by Mr. Benetton himself, Oliviero Toscani (I see now that