Anyone that knows us, knows that Venice is our favourite city. We were there only a few weeks before the floods this year, This photo is taken of the area directly in front of the walled garden of our hotel.
More images of the flooding
https://mymodernmet.com/natalia-elena-massi-venice-flood/
Thursday, December 19, 2019
Monday, December 16, 2019
Wednesday, December 11, 2019
Winter Walk Dec 11th.
"No matter what your scientific background, emotionally you're an alchemist. You live in a world of liquids, solids, gases and the heat-transfer effects that accompany their changes of state. These are the things you perceive, the things you feel. What ever you know about their true natures is grafted on top of that."
from Isle of the Dead
by Roger Zelazny
Sunday, December 8, 2019
Summer Phoebe
Ursula K. LeGuin
The Lathe of Heaven
Sunday, December 1, 2019
Jay in the Garden (Hi Nessa thanks for stopping by)
""Oh look!"
There, on the black bough of a snow flecked maple,
Fearless and gay as our love,
A bluejay cocked his crest!
Oh who can tell the range of joy
Or set the bounds of beauty? "
from A Winter Blue Jay
by Sara Teasdale
Tuesday, November 26, 2019
" I would clothe you in feathers
You are too bare in your long bones when the wind
sighs in the snow
You are the movement of birds"
from Words from the Aviary
(for Monique)
by D.G. Jones
It is snowing today. but I am cheating these photos were taken during a snow fall in early Oct. I suspect my favourite winter birds are the Dark-Eyed Juncos, who appear with the snow and disappear when it does. This year we had lots. They really seemed to be interested in the small seeds that fell from the volunteer weeds in the patio, which we left in place. The Juncos interest me because of their subtle colours and also the variation between birds. According to the Canadian Wildlife Federation our weeds, twiggy yard and lack of a fall cleanup was just what Junco's like. We also had a lot of fall warblers so this is a strategy we plan to stick to.
Tuesday, November 19, 2019
Haunted Florence
“Every moment of the night
Forever changing places
And they put out the star-light
With the breath from their pale faces”
― Edgar Allen Poe
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