Arhive etichetă | life

Strop de senin ruginiu…/ Drop of auburn delight


“I’m so tired…
I was up all night trying to round off infinity.” 
Steven Wright


Decembrie a venit, dar iarna… nu neapărat. Sau, poate doar mi se pare mie?!
Sinceră să fiu nu-mi doresc iarnă, îmi doresc zăpadă. 🙂 Dar, hmm… de la dorit la „înzăpezit”, cale lungă. Poate un drum pân’ la munte?

Și, până atunci, frunze de culoare și lumină de noiembrie. Încă.
Mi-au ieșit în cale luna trecută două minuni odihnindu-se atât de nostim, n-aș fi avut cum să nu vi le-arăt…  străluceau! Două picături de… infinit.

Ei bine, e bună și ne-iarna la ceva, cumva, nu? Poate la… nemaipomenit-de-cald pentru luna decembrie?! Și chiar la… ne-mai-amintim-puțin de culorile toamnei târzii.


December is here, but winter… not really. Or, maybe it’s just an impression of mine?!
To be honest, I don’t look forward to winter, I think, only to its white blanket of fluffiness. 🙂 But, well… long way to go from autumn to… snow. Maybe a way to the mountains, that could be an idea.

And until then, leaves of color and November delight. Still.
Last month, two little wonders were just resting there, on the pavement, so cute, I couldn’t help showing them to you… they were shining! Two drops of… infinity.

It seems that winter-not-here-yet is not such a bad idea, after all. It’s still quite-warm-and-pleasant, and still… late-autumn-colors in my mind’s eye.


Deși… tentative de nea au fost, răsfirate… cu fulgi rătăciți însorit și jucăuș.


Though… there have been attempts, stray snowflakes… sunny and soft.


“…larger than life …I’ve never understood that expression. What’s larger than life?”
― Nicole Krauss, The History of Love

happy encounter


Summer Quotograph… and fabulous blue


beautiful beyond


Pășind printre pini spre un loc feerie…


Drawing near to a wonderful place, pathway guarded by pines…


N-am coborât pe plaja aceea micuță, dar albastrul fabulos era peste tot, îl puteai inspira.


I didn’t get closer than that, but the fabulous blue was everywhere, you could breathe it.


Și mi-am dat seama de-abia azi privind pozele, am inspirat aer de Grecia pentru prima dată exact acum zece ani, iulie 2006. Ei, dar ce mai înseamnă timpul atunci când întinderea elenă e doar… un alt fel de acasă.


I realized only today, as I was looking at these photos, that I first stepped on Greek lands ten years ago exactly, July 2006. But then again, what does time mean when the Hellenic horizons are just… another kind of home.

Tip of the iceberg.. (3)


“Write hard and clear about what hurts. ”
Ernest Hemingway


A Farewell to Arms
„Maybe…you’ll fall in love with me all over again.”
„Hell,” I said, „I love you enough now. What do you want to do? Ruin me?”
„Yes. I want to ruin you.”
„Good,” I said. „That’s what I want too.”

The Sun Also Rises 
“Never fall in love?”
„Always,” said the count. „I am always in love.”

The Garden of Eden
“I’m with you. No matter what else you have in your head I’m with you and I love you.”

Death in the Afternoon
“Any man’s life, told truly, is a novel…”

„Scatter joy!”


“Write it on your heart that every day is the best day in the year.”
Ralph Waldo Emerson, Collected Poems and Translations

“What though the radiance which was once so bright
Be now forever taken from my sight,
Though nothing can bring back the hour
Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower;
We will grieve not, rather find
Strength in what remains behind;…”

William Wordsworth, Ode to Intimations of Immortality