Day 27: Duplex with the dog

Today I wrote my first duplex and the counting down the days of April made me feel like Scheherezade. What if it must never end? And the dog, the dog is always here somewhere. Prompt 27: “Today, I’d like to challenge you to write a duplex. A duplex is a variation on the sonnet, developed

Thursday Doors 10/3/22: Miklošičeva St., Ljubljana

This street leads straight from the Triple Bridges and the pink church in the centre of Slovenia’s capital city to its central train and bus stations. I walked this street last July on my way to my first vaccination upon finally reaching Slovenia again after one year. I was rather confused and mistakenly searched for

Wordless Wednesday with last photo in February

Above: What I achieved. While some don’t have electricity, for example Bushboy in Australia, the host of Last on the Card challenge, and some have war, I’m still privileged to sing and laugh all day solely on account of something like this: this morning (my time) Luka and the Mavs beat LeBron and the Lakers.

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

Pic and a Word #298: Divine

When the pandemic first hit and the world was running out of toilet paper, the only thing that ran out in our small supermarket here in Tuscany was the wine. Divine Is this a test? How could divine get its name from anything else but di vino, from wine? In response to Patrick Jennings’ Pic and

Lens-Artists PC: Interesting finds

This is what I do, more or less. My camera is always on the lookout for objects of interest, be it in nature or culture. That’s why I’m suffering when nothing new comes along, even though same old means rural Tuscany. I could do many galleries like this one, and I have, and I will.