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I have wished to write this post in Italian first, in honour of its theme and my roots. If you would like to read it in English, please scroll all the way down where I have added a translated…

Only a few hours left to the end of the year on this calendar we have all learned to go by, that we have printed and digitalized and to which all clocks in the known world are  officially synchronised.…

I have just realised I have not posted much on this page for a long time, since last Summer… Sometimes life cannot be written cannot be spoken about it can only be danced And I have been dancing.  …

My Snail friend has been more adventurous last night. When I came down this morning, she/he’d been all over my slipper down the corridor, an intricate silver trail shining all over my left fluffy slipper. So sweet and comforting!…

A snail has begun to visit my kitchen, when I’m not looking, recently, through the balcony door. I realized one night when I found she had weaved a shiny web on the mat from and back to the door.…

Danzando sulla coda della Tigre Passione, visione e nostalgia Com’e’ bello a volte il tormento com’e impossibile e magnifico Percio’ rimango percio’ aspetto sulla sponda La marea porta sempre messaggi da terre nascoste – da profondita’ insondate Rimango a…

I LOVE Napoli… …Of that true kind of love you feel for someone whose flaws and quirks you know well, those you dread coming up against over and over again and make you want to walk away each time.…

I caught the first buds and tender leaves peaking out on my plants through the kitchen door half a way through my coffee…and I filled up! They made it! Something tough happened last year, this time. A long process…