Friday is Skyday

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Laughing Lhursday*

Eng...land! ... Eng...land!

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Typo in the title?
Nah. It's just that I would not let a tiny T spoil an avantgardistic alliteration.

Beers & Books (385) – The Man with the Red Tie

Stories

 Hushang Golschiri (16 March 1938 – 5 June 2000)

Relats d'estiu de la Carme. Juliol: Waiting in the Rain

Una fotografia de sa lluna

Oh, oh, oh, the way she's standing there! I can already sense it. She will turn round, the corners of her mouth dropped as a sign of extreme annoyance, and after a meaningful pause she will hiss: ‘How nice you're already here. My darling, you obviously don't know that other mothers have handsome sons too.’
Oh, may she stand there with indignation until another mum's handsome son falls for her.
Some mums have pretty daughters too.

And thus, if she hasn't died, she's still waiting.

Beers & Books (384) – The Blind Owl

The Blind Owl

 Sadeq Hedayat (17 February 1903 – 9 April 1951)

Beers & Books (383) – The Praise of Folly

The Praise of Folly

Erasmus of Rotterdam ( 28 October 1466 – 12 July 1536)

Laughing Lhursday*

Chimney.

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Typo in the title?
Nah. It's just that I would not let a tiny T spoil an avantgardistic alliteration.

Miss Bumblebee

Friday is Skyday

What tiny an observatory
to watch those clouds
not to speak of the universe

Laughing Lhursday*

High security!!!

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Typo in the title?
Nah. It's just that I would not let a tiny T spoil an avantgardistic alliteration.

Summer in Seanhenge II

Due to my laziness I don't do it often, but just for a change I felt fancy
to offer more than but one photo from Summer in Seanhenge.

Balcony view.

Fern, polygonatum, poppy.

It looks chaotic but after may turnips
we shall enjoy to harvest
tomatoes, potatoes, carrots, peppers,
cauliflower, onions,cucumbers, courgettes,
beans, different salads etc., plus lots of herbs.

Always a fine view when looking up,
whilst reading, writing or just enjoying a mug of coffee.

My rowan, a birthday present many moons ago.

Roses and elder.

Sometimes it's nice to enjoy shadow.

Poppies.

Merrygold, horseradish and phacelia.

Ah yes, that looks pretty chaotic. But I still smile when thinking of the words that have been hanging in front of me for many years: "Chaos on your desk? Then you're a happy man."

Summer in Seanhenge

Flowery idyll.

Friday is Skyday

On a hot Friday afternoon
with a cup of coffee and a good book
sitting in the shade of apple and plum tree
I felt I am privileged.