snatches of conversation
a dog barks
motorcycles zip by
a horn beeps
a woman’s laugh
someone sings
a Black Sea song
life passing by
outside my window
my wine glass full
and the cat
lying on the rug
closes his eyes
snatches of conversation
a dog barks
motorcycles zip by
a horn beeps
a woman’s laugh
someone sings
a Black Sea song
life passing by
outside my window
my wine glass full
and the cat
lying on the rug
closes his eyes
ab ovo usque ad mala
In making of a castle on the cloud.
La vita è un’enorme tela: rovescia su di essa tutti i colori che puoi (Danny Kaye)
Poetry Whispers In a Pulchritudinous Dialect
...words and images from England's green and pleasant land...
Know the lived
Photos are NOT mine. Credits goes to their respective owners.If I didn't credit the photo SORRY, that means I couldn't find the owner...❤ My life is my choice! I'm going to live how I want. Good vibes only.
Crafting, Cooking & Journalling through Life
la condivisione del dolore è un dono di amore da parte di chi lo fa e di chi lo riceve
A picture tells a thousand stories!
Here, Now and Somewhere else
Moda-Creative thinking
Lucania la mia ragione di vita
Deal with the faults of others as gently as your own.
The magic is in the mystery.
Daily wind
Welcome to my world
Sounds like a fine evening!
Thank you. It was.
Beautiful slice of life.
Thank you.
Beautiful words.
Thank you.
Settling in, sounds like
Yes, back in my old neighborhood.
OK. Enough already. Are there any downsides?
Well I’m on the trolley line and the noise it makes turning the corner spooks the cat.
Ah. The price we have to pay for heaven.
Yes! Exactly. Just like that. 🙂
Glad you like the neighborhood.
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