venerdì 13 novembre 2009

giovedì 15 ottobre 2009

martedì 6 ottobre 2009

giovedì 1 ottobre 2009

martedì 8 settembre 2009

lunedì 7 settembre 2009

mercoledì 4 febbraio 2009

This morning the sun shone for a few hours and the people seemed really happy. I went out for my midmorning coffee with a dear friend who will move to Spain tomorrow. She lived upstairs from us and we had become good friends over the last couple of years, since we moved in.
I took this photo from her empy flat, shining in the sun, before she locked it.

Later on she passed to kiss us good-bye and after a long, tight embrace, she was gone. 
We shared a lot, we talked a lot, about everything. She would drop here after work and I would make her a coffee while our daughters played together and eventually we would bake a pizza and have dinner together. Her husband is a scientist and works at the University in Granada. He moved last year but came home as often as possible. 
We often discussed, sometimes harshly: we both have strong beliefs on completely different sides. Politics conversation was dangerous, we have such opposite views that almost led us to fight! But it was never a fight, it was a constructive exchange.
Sometimes we shared our deepest insights, our fears, our hopes and helped each other.
We also talked a lot about silly stuff: make-up, creams, clothing, the neighborhood, this or that coffee brand and more, much more. 
She remembers everything: numbers, details of conversations, facts. I am so distracted I hardly remember a thing.
I am going to miss my friend and her family. Today I feel a bit sad....

domenica 1 febbraio 2009


It's snowing, lightly. The flakes melt as they touch the ground. 

giovedì 29 gennaio 2009

A coffee, slightly long, please

So what about a nice midmorning coffee? The winter is long and gray and a nice cup of expresso makes me feel much, much better. 
I always ask: "a coffee, slightly long, please". Most of the expressos are in fact really too short for my likes and I hate it when I pour in the whole content of the sugar sachet and the coffee in the cup disappears...