August 2021

I’m still here, just less so. It’s the time of month to look back a year and re-experience my last year’s August. How are you? I miss you and your blogs. I’m still in Slovenia, waiting for the basketball Euro Championship to begin (and end) before I return to Tuscany. It is a completely different

July 2021

Before July runs away from us, here is how this month went by last year in twenty images. I’m not pleased with my levels of creativity here in Slovenia at all. I’ve needed three weeks to come up with this post, July for my Calendar 2021. Mostly it’s because my body is using all the

Thursday Doors 20/1/22: Santa Severa 5.

With this post we say goodbye to Santa Severa, that’s why I’m letting several non-door photos take part too, for you to get the feeling of how gloriously this day ended. It was a hot day in September 2020. My uncle was on a visit and we met with Flavia in Tarquinia, from where four

Complete Calendar 2020

I like to relive the past like this, year after year, month by month, 20 photos at the time. Before the new year can start, I have to deal away with the previous. These were my twelve months of 2020. At the time when people make calendars for 2022, I’m two years behind. What else

Friendly Friday Festivus

For our Festivus party I have gathered our holiday treats and one tradition, unless you count eating sea food on Christmas Eve among traditions and you should. In Italy they are serious about it. Do you know what Festivus means? If not, you weren’t watching Seinfeld or forgot all about it as I must have.

Getaways with Flavia

She has this category on her blog and it’s the best it could be: Getaway with Manja. We had twelve such since December 2019 when we first met for real in Rome. Then first pandemic got in the way and now she is moving far away for a year. I often say that blogging brings

Our Saturday, again

It’s been ten months but finally we managed to have another Saturday together, Flavia and I. Sea walking, lunch, a new town, gelato, laughs and chatter… exactly what we both needed. It didn’t start well since just as I arrived in Cerveteri, our meeting place, I saw Flavia’s message: “Do not come! Dead battery!” Luckily