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Happy 4th of July everyone.its a washout on my end.and the humidity has been endless. Lucky Saturday was beautiful with the exception yes of the humidity, .so I went with some friends/ neighbors to enjoy the local fireworks. So here I sit on my porch enjoying my coffee. And letting the rain wash the thoughts […]
Shadows
Sitting on my porch, my coffee beside me.another rainy, humid day. Luckily, the sun came out while my son was home. He Left early this morning. My heart constantly aches a bit when he leaves. I love when he comes back, but the time races upon us too quickly til he’s out the door to […]
Just one of those days
I wrote this yesterday, but it didn’t send where I was, so I copied it. This is why it looks like a screenshot because it is. It wouldn’t let me do the copy and paste I was trying for. Anywho, after arriving home, the rain started to fall. It was morning and now here it […]
Love moments like this.
The rain has finally stopped The Village is once again beautifully sunny and peaceful. After several flash floods and the electricity going out for a couple of hours, sitting on my porch, my coffee, yes, once again by my side, and the birds singing their praises all around me. Mother nature, despite her unhappiness, allowed […]
The strength of the Village
It’s a Monday evening. The temps are still hot and humid but a bit more comfortable. At least the sun is shining….for now. More flash flood warnings into late tonight and tomorrow. The ground can’t take much more. The rivers as well. Lakes and rivers are closed as a lot of beaches for swimming or […]
Take it as it comes
A quiet Sunday morning in the Village. In the distance, I can hear the humming of a lawnmower as I sip on my coffee. The beautiful sun came back shining brighter than ever after the nasty flash floods on Friday. That closed over nine roads in several towns around me. Washing them away like sand. […]
Sunday quietness
Fernweh… I close my eyes to escape, This hustling, jostling, clamouring world, I close my eyes to escape if only for a while.. .. (I’m the belle of my alcazar of woods, Nestled in the bosom of the coppice, that’s hiraeth to my dawdling though fervour soul) .. How the world’s clogged with vengeance and reproval, […]
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The pallid, nacreous twilight peered through the murky, dank tenebrosity, A darkness that hooded the incandescent glint, that once flecked my effulgent, hopeful eyes, Now my ears are deaf to the knocks of joy, And my eyes blind to the luminosity, that shelters ebullience in it’s lap, And my crypt my dear, Sinks deeper […]
Crypt (II)
Lungo la storia dell’Occidente varieranno i rimedi, ma rimarrà costante sia l’essenza del dolore, sia la volontà di trovare rimedio al dolore. Emanuele Severino, il Giogo Adelphi editore 1989. Finché il sole continuerà a brillare su questo nostro mondo non varierà l’angoscia e la ricerca della sua soluzione. Francesco G Bissoli.
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