Day 16: A not song

I returned home yesterday after a week in Slovenia with a palm tree. I’m glad that I managed to post my poem on all days despite everything going on. On to the second half of the month with my not song. Prompt 16:  Today’s prompt is a poem of negation – yes (or maybe, no),

Thursday Doors 15/12/22: Best of 2022

Are you ready for a door feast? Here are two massive Mexcessive galleries with a selection of Thursday Doors posted this year. I love doing this kind of overview posts, especially since I don’t need to upload anything new, merely look back in my Media and select the favourites. And since this is the last

Thursday Doors 19/5/22: Green doors from Slovenia and Trieste

I made it! With this post my one year of daily blogging is complete. With this post we have made the full circle of one year together. Thank you for all your visits and words! I’ll be posting less from now on through the summer but will still drop by, for example on Thursdays. Be

Bottlebrush progression

May is the month when bottlebrush (Callistemon) starts to bloom around here in Tuscany and one bush is conveniently placed in a garden just behind our home. This is how it went last May. And if you are impatiently waiting to flower, think about what Denise Riley wrote about it in the essay “Lyric Shame”

Lens-Artists PC: Water baby

Yes, I am one, I am drawn to every kind of water and whenever I was asked what I wished to do in life I replied: “I wish to live by the sea.” Here it is, a 12-km sandy beach less than 2 km away. For almost nine years I’ve been living in the south

Lens-Artists PC: Five new challenges

What a good idea Tina has! Why not bring us closer together by making us join new challenges? I gladly obey. This post answers to five. Every blogger just starting out should be told this: Do not wait. Start joining challenges immediately or your blog will only be visited by perplexed relatives for a year

Pic and a Word #290: Bound out

Today a doomy poem and glimpses from the waterfront of Trieste, a city bound in nostalgia and history. But first, three times that I was by the sea in Trieste: Bound out Bound to find out it’s easier to go out with a whisper than a flame, bound to think it only happens to other

Weekend Writing Prompt #235: Death by concert

I rarely decide on a new challenge since my blogging days are really full as it is, but Nope, Not Pam (last week) and Sunra Rainz prompted me to have a try at a new prompt. Each week writer Sammi Cox proposes the word and the length and off we go. This week it’s mirror

PPAC: Stožice street art 1

Today starts a series of three street art posts from Ljubljana with photos that were mysteriously left under my doormat. Really. It starts with the sign that would make happy a certain demographic. As it is, in Slovenian pot means path and such signs are all along the 30 km (20 miles) circle around Ljubljana,

Lens-Artists PC: Queen light and Miss Tree

Light is queen but this is Miss Tree 2021. Father and I met her a week ago near Betnava Castle. Unlike photographers this tree cannot move and yet has been catching the best light for 250 years, experts estimate. At first it sounded like another human folly to me, proclaiming a tree the winner of