Often I do wonder why my humans want to turn a wild wood into a garden. Photo: Matilde Guerri. |
Showing posts with label Matilde Guerri. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Matilde Guerri. Show all posts
Saturday, May 8, 2021
Because why
Tuesday, May 4, 2021
Once There Was a Christmas Tree
Maybe the most ecological way to make a chair from a tree is to cut off dead branches. Photo: Matilde Guerri. |
Friday, April 23, 2021
Lullaby
It is quite natural for you to take a nap when everyone else is up and about. Photo: Matilde Guerri. |
Thursday, April 22, 2021
Earth Day
Today was Earth Day and everywhere there were solemn speeches about the urgency to protect the environment. Hence, the best thing is to hope that tomorrow will be another day. Photo: Matilde Guerri. |
Tuesday, April 20, 2021
Ways to the Sky
Bare outlines like trees against clouds. Photo: Matilde Guerri.
Monday, April 19, 2021
Time in Time
At this point Augustine of Hippo’s words come to mind: “Hence it is as impossible for what is future not to happen, as for what is past not to have happened”. Photo: Matilde Guerri. |
Sunday, April 18, 2021
Dismantled
Dismantling a bike so that it may fit in an evening bag involves removing handlebars, pedals, and front wheels, and then reassembling it again — hopefully in compliance with the manufacturer’s instructions. Photo: Matilde Guerri. |
Saturday, April 17, 2021
Chit-Chat
After dinner, the host (Aramis) usually invites his guests to sit up late talking about the “Two Chief World Systems”. Photo: Matilde Guerri. |
Friday, April 16, 2021
The King’s Banquet
Breakfast is at eight o’clock, lunch is served at noon, and dinner at six. Feast with the best, and welcome to Aramis’ house! Photo: Matilde Guerri. |
Thursday, April 15, 2021
Take-away spaghetti
Matilde, who is not only a dancer of great distinction but also a passionate believer in preserving the cultural heritage of the Associazione Culturale “Il Delta della Luna”, doesn’t usually turn off her camera even while at home on Easter holiday from her university studies in Bologna. And just to make sure no one misses her homecoming, Aramis gallantly took her place at the eating table. Photo: Matilde Guerri. |
Sunday, January 3, 2021
To Then and Back Again
What does it matter that Christmas time has gone away if we can get it back again? Photo: Matilde Guerri. |
Saturday, January 2, 2021
Family Matters
Indeed, the ritual of unwrapping Christmas gifts is strictly a “family affair”, and can be very cathartic as well as emotionally poignant, no matter whatever your age is. Photo: Matilde Guerri. |
Friday, January 1, 2021
A Waiting Game
And now, finally, the giftmaking rite that makes Christmas a soulful waiting game we’ve played many times before, and hopefully we’ll play many times more. Photo: Matilde Guerri. |
Wednesday, December 30, 2020
Like leaves on autumn trees
Because it was Christmas Day, the dead leaves were turned into gifts. Photo: Matilde Guerri. |
Monday, December 28, 2020
Glass Half Full
Because it was Christmas Day, the noon dinner included two fingers of red wine into the chalice. Photo: Matilde Guerri. |
Sunday, December 27, 2020
A Line
Because it was Christmas Day, there were not only biscuits and dry pastries, but also almonds and walnuts. Photo: Matilde Guerri. |
Saturday, December 26, 2020
Winter Holidays
Matilde, a bright dancer of Associazione Culturale “Il Delta della Luna”, just returned from her university studies in Bologna to spend holidays with her family, just in time to immortalise Christmas Day in her black and white pictures. Photo: Matilde Guerri. |
Friday, October 30, 2020
Solaris
And finally washed clothes were laid out to dry on the wire lines like rafts on the water. Photo: Matilde Guerri. |
Thursday, October 29, 2020
Studying Abroad
And that’s also how a student-tenant spends her “student life abroad” when she isn’t studying or attending online classes. Photo: Matilde Guerri. |
Wednesday, October 28, 2020
A for Andromeda
Like an alphabet, clothes and towels are hung out to dry on windowsills and balcony ledges. Photo: Matilde Guerri. |
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