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”Continue reading “Bottlebrush progression”
My one-day Pannonian tour from three years ago continues with a tower. The art of today’s post is in its architecture and the scenery of four countries visible from the top. I hope blobber Marsha, our host with a most realistic torn sock in her post, won’t mind too much if I include architecture amongContinue reading “PPAC: Prekmurje 4. – Vinarium Tower”
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 andContinue reading “Pic and a Word #298: Divine”
December 8th will forever be marked by the birthday of my friend in England, the birthday of Jim Morrison, and the death of John Lennon.
As you can see, monochrome is in the eyes of the beholder, and this beholder says: one colour, more or less. Cee’s – who is our host – and Bushboy’s images for this challenge were so vibrant and happy that I immediately wished to go through my archives and make my own post. Here itContinue reading “CFFC: More or less one colour”
This was a brief but friendly encounter on the Slovenian coast five months ago when we went to the bus station to meet my incoming uncle. “Roma!” I heard behind me. I turned and there was the cutest terrier with the fanciest collar ready to meet bestia. Bestia, who is male if anybody still doubtsContinue reading “Friendly Friday: Roma in Piran”