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It seems that everything has to be named, labeled, located, segmented, taxonomized, placed and sentenced. It is hard for us to see life without...
In his little workshop, the artisan caresses the leather he embroils books, belts, backpacks and other creations with, carefully maintained. The...
Looking up in the dictionary, I find the word ‘Branch’, and I prefer his first two meanings: Branch. 1. f. Each of the parties that arise...
February, 2012. For so many years temperatures had not dropped that much in the region. Just a week ago, the river was covered by a firm layer of...
By your side, I have always found it a beautiful expression. By your side. Loneliness is sometimes helpful, necessary, comforting. Other times,...
He was born in Granada, or so we think. He wandered through the streets during his first year of life. He was abused and it was obvious. He...
This new year welcomed me in Florence. This small rental car, and I wander about beautiful Tuscany. It is a requitted and desired journey, for a...
Wintry morning, I walk in the fields. A beautiful oak lies in the sleepy meadows, waiting for the Spring to come. It’s cold, fog’s low, the...
I gaze at the Ponte Vecchio in the distance, in beautiful Florence. Its image is reflected in the serenity of the river Arno -a symmetrical...
This is what life is. Beauty catches us by surprise often. Surprise gives us beauty as a present, often. It’s the same, either way. In the...
I get lost in the streets of Florence. Suddenly, I’m facing someone who has birds over his head (or in his head: he’s scatterbrained). I take...
We meet again, here, to share reflections, useful, inspiring, practical and moving texts, designed by beating hearts and thoughtful minds, which...