Once in a Blue Moon!

Tonight is the last night of 2009 (on this side of the world at least) and guess what else it is... a blue moon!! Ever wonder where the phrase comes from? A blue moon refers to the second full moon within one month. We had a full moon on December 2nd and now again today! And the fact that it's on New Years Eve is special as well, because that won't happen again until 2028!

I've been in love with the moon for a long time now... I've always said that I'm happiest with my face to the wind, with the ones I love, or underneath the moon. I toast to her tonight ! :)

(image from google image search: not my own!)

light from my camera **

The following photographs were all taken in Italy. Somehow, I'd like them to be paired with as few words as possible, as the main theme throughout all my photography is more of what you can feel than what you can see. Taken with my 35mm Pentax on black & white film and developed by my own two hands. I think you can really feel the connection I have with these images. I will leave plenty of white space in between them , room for * * breathing * *





bisbigli della mattina

( whispers of the morning )









when the moon sails out









we breathe









silently

Buon Natale, Mondo!

Some people, as far as the senses are concerned, just feel like home.
~Megan Beardsley, a girl in my book making class this past fall


"Merry Christmas, World!"
from Marissa and the baby snowmen and all the little stars **


Aren't you happy to know that I am still making miniature things?




One of my favorite Italian words: stellina* (little star)

I never forget the places I've been. :)

I knew it !!

Word on the street : It is officially snowing in Firenze !! I knew it would happen!! I knew it! How many doubted me? "It doesn't snow here, every 5 years maybe!" I'm ecstatic for the Florentines, but also melancholy because I didn't get to see it with my own eyes. I wonder if all those times I wrote "neve, vieni **" on the fogging windows helped too. If only that worked in the desert too ;)

Photos from Lorenzo! Che bellissimo!! Che magico! I am so happy !!!

Memories in Visual Form

The Soul

I heard once that certain Native American tribes used to be afraid of cars and airplanes because they moved at such speeds that the soul got left behind and would need time to catch up.



I think I'm catching up slowly.

Neve.

It is possible that it will be snowing my last two days here !!!!!!!!
Che magico!! **


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The night before I found this magical news out, I read the first page of a novel by Maxence Fermine titled Neve. Neve means "snow." People are doubting me, but I know it will snow! I believe it will happen. . .



Vento invernale
Un monaco scinto
Cammina nel bosco

~ Issa

La neve è una poesia. Una poesia che cade dalle nuvole in fiocchi bianchi e leggeri. Questa poesia arriva dalle labra del cielo, dalla mano di Dio.

(The snow is a poem. A poem that falls from the clouds in weightless white flakes. This poem arrives from the lips of the sky, from the hand of God.)