The air is fresh and the salty aroma betrays the presence of the sea, beyond the towering cliffs eroded by wind and waves.A gust struck me forcefully in the face, as if to lash its hard punishment andย inflicting a sting into the flesh.I wrap myself into the long black worn cloak with dusty edges. I …
From Sea Shepherd Conservation Society to the Captain Paul Watson Foundation
Built in 1977, the 72-foot Palmer Johnson aluminium ketch was firs deployed by Sea Shepherd Conservation Society (SSCS) in 2014 to the Upper Gulf of California, where it assisted in the protection and defense of the critically endagered Vaquita porpoise. Launched in 1977 as the Caribana, the vessel served as a whale research ship under …
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Strands of Crystal in Paris * Fili di Cristallo
A blanket of dark clouds covers the sky of that gloomy afternoon, yet an indefinable joy drags my thoughts, through those same alleys where, a few weeks before, an autumn sun had radiated over our steps.The smell of wet leaves and grass, tickles the desire for a moment of intimacy in some bistro; the man …
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Memories * Memorie
(excerpt from my novel Mists on the Moor - Nebbie nella Brughiera) The water flows. With it time, which only leaves traces on my body, in my spirit. While indelible memories re-emerge in the dreams of the night that is always too long. The long walks along the sea where the waves carry to the …
The Clock [thoughts from: The game of glass beads – Hermann Hesse]
The Casa Camuzzi in Montagnola - Collina d'Oro - Ticino, was built in the middle of the 19th century by the Ticino architect Agostino Camuzzi and was completed in 1853. The Nobel Prize winner Hermann Hesse from 1919 to 1931, as well lived there. The Glass Beads Game is one of Hesse's notable works. I …
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FINDERORIรN
In a place difficult to reach by land, an ascetic lived and probably still lives. He was no longer young, but the years had not yet marked his flesh with aches and pains that are typical of aging. Time seemed to stand still for him! Many came from afar to ask for his advice or …
Notre Dame de Paris: inspiration in many of my writings
. I'm still baffled, my daughter yells at me from her bedroom last night: "Mom Notre Dame is on fire"! Looking at the images, those emotions that I felt every time I entered the magnificent cathedral came back to life. Paris has always been in my heart, since the first time I visited it in …
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My last post * il mio ultimo post
There are wars all over the world. There is sorrow and pain and confusion... the governments feed the anger and religions are the pretext to kill, to destroy and to ravage nature and the animals... and all blame to others! The powerful countries supply weapons and give money to help the contestants to keep …
Allow me to present you: the string quartet “The Lightning” * vi presento il quartetto d’archi “I Fulmini”
Last Saturday, in Lugano, took place the final swiss contest for youth (sjmw)... the guys were very good and received a second prize in the IIยฐ class. The award ceremony and final concert took place at the Palace of Congresses. The music is very important in our family... but any child and teenager, with the …
Congratulations to the string quartet “I Fulmini”
It was a tough fight...ย ย ย รจ stata una dura lotta... but we are three reckless girls and ready to do anything (the boy Antonio this time didn't fool around with us)...ย ย ย ma siamo tre ragazze temerarie e pronte a tutto (purtroppo Antonio non รจ nella foto) Thanks to the magic of our music (Merlin gave …
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Memory * Memorie
Forse รจ la nostalgia di questi momenti che con furia si fa spazio, tra le amnesie sempre piรน tedianti, quando anche la piรน piccola rassegnazione รจ oggetto di tormento. Cosรฌ lo voglio ricordare: un artista della Vita, sempre paziente ascoltatore dei miei capricci, di quelli degli altri... quando memore del dono piรน grande della vita, …
La Bohรจme di Puccini: un mito romanticoโฆ
Nella Parigi del 1830, quattro artisti si dividono unโumile mansarda nel Quartier Latin de Montmartre. I personaggi di Giacomo Puccini hanno in comune la passione per la โgioia di vivere e nellโamoreโ, come Bohรฉmiens noncuranti della miseria e dellโesclusione di una Parigi sotto la neve. Un succedersi incalzante di momenti intensi e magici, in una …
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Petali… di Vita * Life’s Petals
L'arrivo inatteso della neve e temperature siberiane, ci ha piegati, ancora una volta, davanti all'impossibilitร dell'uomo di contrastare la Natura. Questa stessa natura che cosรฌ poco ci chiede, se non il rispetto... ma che cosรฌ tanto ci dona. Questa volta non possiamo prendere in questione il cambiamento climatico o il surriscaldamento del pianeta... Forse in …
