Last year, when I was writing my ritual end of year wishes, I called my post ‘An Act of Faith’. Little did I know at that point how much this would not only be my hope and wish but…
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…
Taking my old mountain bike out on the road, this week, for the first time in…ALMOST TWENTY YEARS, has been a bit more than a treat. DON’T ASK! I don’t know what stopped me from digging out my bike sooner,…