Team spirit

Just a recent poem today with some unrelated orange photos to make the Suns feel better. Team spirit Can you feel it? Sing, singe, synergy. Team spirit – knowing that nothing beats synergy – trumps teen spirit – thinking you are the only one who can. So what if now you can only sway instead

Wordless Wednesday with our May 1st

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May 2021

The selection was not easy, but here are twenty photos from last May for my Calendar. Frankly, I could easily post nothing but twenty photos of poppies, twenty of other flowers, twenty of animals, or twenty from my two day trips. Here is a bit of everything then. May is possibly the prettiest month around

Wordless Wednesday with a visitor

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Future means getting old

How can you choose who to vote for if art competes against a country in war? I have just finished watching (sometimes merely listening to) the videos of all 40 countries competing in the Eurovision Song Contest 2022 in Turin (because Italy won last year). The first semi-final will take place next Tuesday. I won’t

Day 28 & Thursday Doors poem

Because it’s Thursday, because my friend asks me what doors mean to me, and because we are to shape up our poem today – the shape can be only one. Prompt 28: “Write a concrete poem. In brief, a concrete poem is one in which the lines are shaped in a way that mimics the

Cin cin, Flavia!

Getaways with Flavia are the thing I miss the most, if anybody asks. Let’s hope for many more. Just when you get the first friend in Italy (and what a friend!), first the pandemic hits and then she moves to Iraq. By the way, her hotel has just opened, if you wish to visit Basra.

Wordless Wednesday with an ooops

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Lens-Artists PC: Happy end for odds

Here are some photos with words whose time to shine has finally arrived. I like to post whatever I feel like and have been known to smuggle all sorts of photos into all sorts of challenges, so that now when Tina asks us to post photos that have been itching on the bench to be

Happy birthday Thursday Doors

Today mom’s cousin Duša celebrates her grand 70 (wrong number, clearly). In your honour, here are your husband and some of your doors. Yes, Duša means Soul and this is what you are. First I’ll let Gianni sing us a song from this year’s Sanremo Festival about opening all the doors. It’s high time. He’s