Burano Lake

Na zdravje, Alenka!

My friend, it feels like you were just here. Maybe because you were. Let’s see what all we did. (Story in the captions.)

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And a special thank you to Jože for this photo from Roma. We just had to sit down a little again. 😀

Dear Alenka, thank you so much for your visit and good times. Today is your birthday and no matter what have a cin cin in my name too. I hope to see you back here soon.

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Thursday Doors, April 28

One CAN get overdoored. It happened to me in the last four days.

Doors were attacking me left and right. When sorting the photos I got so overwhelmed that I almost missed the deadline for this week’s Norm’s Thursday Doors. Here is just a teaser: one door from every place that we visited.

We started out with a day in Rome: here the Embassy of Slovenia in Vatican.

The next day it was Pitigliano first.

Then it was a hike to (the wrong) one of the Via Cave where a door was the last thing I expected.

And we ended in Sovana not on foot as intended.

Day three, the monastery at Monte Argentario

Porto Santo Stefano

Porto Ercole

Orbetello

The WWF Oasis Lake Burano headquarters

Capalbio

The last day started with Civitella Maritima.

It continued with Siena with its magnificent cathedral. Wonderful visitors minded bestia for me throughout. Thank you!

And to finish off the door odyssey: Abbey of St. Antimo.

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For Norm Frampton’s Thursday Doors challenge.

SL-WEEK 38: Yellow WordPress

Sylvain said that he would be gone and we had two weeks to deliver our yellow pages. And I thought, ahh, that’s a long time.

Alas, just like in school, even the longest time passes. He is back with a new theme, and I’m stuck with so many yellow photos gathered! Let me post them anyway, even if late.

I think this is the longest gallery on my blog. Yellow is my blog’s background colour, after all, and the colour of the wall in my bedroom. Location info is in the captions.

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For Sylvain Landry’s SL-WEEK 38: Yellow

MM 2-50: Murky Monochrome Madness

Another week, another Monochrome Madness challenge. This one I caught by the tail.

Below is the same photo in colour. (As usual – not a very big fan of taking b&whites yet, I’m afraid, but I’ve seen a short Anselm Adams video and now I’m trying to get all those 11 zones in. Such a scholar. Me! Not him!) It is followed by a few images from the same cycling giro. Pictured again our Lake Burano. Well, it IS just around the corner…

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For Leanne Cole’s MM 2-50: Monochrome Madness

Wherever you are is called Here

For anybody who might be lost, a lovely poem for World Poetry Day. I have never been more found myself.

Lost
by David Wagoner

Stand still. The trees ahead and bushes beside you
Are not lost. Wherever you are is called Here,
And you must treat it as a powerful stranger,
Must ask permission to know it and be known.
The forest breathes. Listen. It answers,
I have made this place around you.
If you leave it, you may come back again, saying Here.
No two trees are the same to Raven.
No two branches are the same to Wren.
If what a tree or a bush does is lost on you,
You are surely lost. Stand still. The forest knows
Where you are. You must let it find you.

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Spring it on!

These were taken two weeks ago, when we had visitors, but it all seems very springsome to me, just right for this first day of spring. Have an excellent primavera (or awesome autumn)!

First mom conjured these out of nowhere:

And then we had a stroll around the headquarters of the first WWF oasis in Italy (hence the panda sculpture), Lake Burano. We were trying to reach the lake, which is actually a shallow salt pond with extremely rich wildlife, especially birds. Alas, as it had been raining heavily the week before, there was a little flood preventing access. Still, it was a beautiful afternoon.

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SL-WEEK 34: Up there in my tree

Since Sylvain says he likes trees, and since I must too because there is at least one on practically every photo I take, I bring you 16 tree images. They are all from around here somewhere, and today they come in pairs: two photos by two either of the same tree(s) or taken very close together.

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For Sylvain Landry’s SL-WEEK 34: Trees

WPC: My life normally doesn’t imitate art

…but sometimes my camera gets painterly in a way I’d never thought anything of mine would. Maremma helps. Benvenuti!

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In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: Life Imitates Art

SL-WEEK 16: Alone, until I’m not

It could be argued that I live in the middle of nowhere, even though I’m always amazed to hear it. Nowhere has never looked as substantial. Here even being alone is not what it seems. Not only do I have creature comfort, it is also reversible and it never lasts. Even if alone could be called a fact much of the time, lonely is just as much a state of mind as godforsaken. And we don’t do this here.

Photo: MM

For Sylvain Landry’s SL-WEEK 16: Alone

The Haymaker

The Haymaker
by Tone Kuntner
Translated by Manja Maksimovič

You were a haymaker
in a flowery skirt.
It was a lovely day,

it was a lovely day.

For a long time after
we shed a whiff of hay.

Over here. Photo: MM

Grabljica – Tone Kuntner

Bila si grabljica
v rožnatem krilu.
Bil je lep dan,

bil je lep dan.

Potem sva še dolgo
dišala po senu.

WPC: Off-season, off course

Almost alone. Just how I like it, and bestia too.

Around here, in the south of Tuscany, for ten months it’s off-season and in the two summer months it’s so full of people that I prefer to run away – to Piran, Slovenia, where it’s not much different. The hotel there (in the last photo) is one and only but sometimes still manages to appear empty.

Photo: MM

In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Off-Season.”