First poppies

My Sunday. I invite you along – just click on the first photo and be sucked in. Photo: © signature mmm

To spring, poetry and donkeys

Today, in order to celebrate a few things, a donkey and a man. Not only did spring decide we were worthy of it once again, today is also World Poetry Day. If you are lucky, you are able to pay your coffee with a poem in certain places in Slovenia, courtesy of a shrewd sponsor…

Boom sha lock lock

As I was taking these photos last week, I knew exactly when I shall post them. And the day is today, St. Patrick’s! I’ve never been to Ireland, don’t know any Irish person personally, and yet Slovenians have always been linked to the Irish in certain ways. All those potatoes, alcohol and masochism… Jump up and get…

Birds’ wedding planner

In Slovenia it’s St. Gregory’s today, the day when birds get married. More on this pagan holiday which we call “Gregorjevo” here. It’s St. Valentine’s Day, Slovenian-style. I had planned to post other bird photos, but today as I went to buy groceries by the lagoon, as one does, certain aviators demanded attention. They can be…

Four movie months

Let me ruin storytelling for you: if bad things are happening now, good things will happen by the end. The opposite is also true. The End. — Seth Lochhead (quote reblogged from wildfiremovies) Recently I’ve discovered a film critic who I trust. I might not share her opinion on all films, and she is a major…

Happy March 8!

Throwing flowers at favourite women because it’s today. They are coming over too, my two favourite women, first one and then the other. Party! And now let’s see how spring flowers come rolling in around here. No matter how many marches it takes, before we’re allowed to be free. Photo: © signature mmm

Sunset cocktail

A sunset last week and its African cocktail colours. Photo: © signature mmm

Stop that train

These photos were taken right next to the train station so the title is more than apt. First, that moment when you realise that the tree under which you pass daily is one giant mimosa. And then comes the playground. It’s the site of “Chi entra muore” and “It’s a traaap” graffiti which I’ve posted…

Beasts and full moon

On a full moon you can understand what beasts are saying, or so they say (okay, I’m saying it now). But it might be that they are just laughing at us. The last time I posted the full moon, we had a score to settle with a different kind of beast. It’s a work in progress….

Keep ourselves alive

I’m all under the influence of an Italian earthquake winter tale and need some flowers from the home turf now. Just earlier I came across a post by an American woman living in that region of Italy where they have been enduring severe earthquakes on and off since last October.  She spent Christmas sick and her dog ate poison…

Carlin says curse

They say that instead of cursing the darkness, one should light a candle. Nothing is mentioned, though, about cursing a lack of candles. ~ George Carlin (quote reblogged from The Off Key Of Life) Photo: © signature mmm

Should you wish to know

What are we doing? What are they doing? Does anybody know, care or plan it? Out of all possibilities, I was closest to believing that humanity was a computer simulation, a game, but even for this an agenda would be necessary. A developer. At least spectators. As it is, I’m afraid, we are not even…

Three January Monday windows

On this cold Monday, two windows from Ljubljana and one photo taken today back home in Tuscany where it’s almost as cold as in Slovenia. In Rome fountains are dripping icicles. In Croatia the Adriatic Sea is freezing, there is snow on Mount Ilija on Pelješac peninsula where we used to roam, and the Neretva river…

WPC: Nomen est omen

The name is a sign, they say. No wonder then that my name means “eat” in Roman dialect. An overview of my blog in the last week shows that I posted six times even though I’ve been visiting my country of origin, and that pleases me. Let’s see what there was: resilient mountains and hillocks as…

Thursday Doors, January 5 2017

I’m glad to present the first 2017 edition of Thursday Doors. The featured door is the most like me: broad, dishevelled, of uncertain age, unclear what it wants to be, most certainly not parallel, and yet charming and instantly win-me-overable (hehe). If you are a door and you need a review – be my guest. And…