Mid Morning Coffee

Madonna Verona Fountain

2009-11-13T12:50:00.000-08:00

2009-10-15T13:46:00.000-07:00

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Graffiti

2009-10-06T13:15:00.000-07:00

Inside the Arena

2009-10-06T13:10:00.000-07:00

2009-10-01T13:39:00.000-07:00

2009-10-01T13:29:00.000-07:00

Praise. Trastevere, Rome

2009-09-08T12:08:00.000-07:00

Trastevere, Rome

2009-09-07T23:34:00.000-07:00

Trastevere, Rome

2009-09-06T13:13:00.000-07:00

Jumping to the beach

2009-09-06T13:10:00.000-07:00

2009-02-04T13:34:00.001-08:00

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.

(posted on veronadailyphoto.blogspot.com)

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....

Snow

2009-02-01T02:00:00.001-08:00

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

A coffee, slightly long, please

2009-01-29T03:01:00.000-08:00

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...