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He built himself a house,
his foundations,
his stones,
his walls,
his roof overhead,
his chimney and smoke,
his view from the window.

He made himself a garden,
his fence,
his thyme,
his earthworm,
his evening dew.

He cut out his bit of sky above.

And he wrapped the garden in the sky
and the house in the garden
and packed the lot in a handkerchief
and went off
lone as an arctic fox
through the cold
unending
rain
into the world.

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CURRENT MOON

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"I do think this way these days...that some people become
more beautiful with age, I mean both women and men.
There is a transparency that reveals the most important
aspects of living ...it's not only in the face, but that is
the first place it is seen, it is everywhere in the body.
It's in the stance and attitude and I don't mean that it's
a positive attitude that reveals but rather it is
like that stone in the sea that is weathered in
patterns throughout time with and without resistance."
* Marguerite Duras *
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If you truly love nature, you will find beauty everywhere.
- Vincent Van Gogh


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Fernando Pessoa - Le Livre de l'intranquilité

‎"De là, dit-il, parce que son village est tout petit, on peut voir davantage de l'univers que depuis la ville ; c'est en quoi le village est plus grand que la ville:

Parce que j'ai la dimension de ce que je vois,
Et non pas celle de ma taille."

F. Pessoa Le livre de l'intranquilité



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Zbigniew Preisner - Silence, Night and Dreams
Un pur enchantement j'adore !



'Understand the season,
understand your mind.
Let yourself feel contact,
closeness that we find
mute as if enchanted,
days pass by in streams
leaving naught behind but
silence, night and dreams.'

Krysztof Piesiewicz


Comprends la saison,
comprends ta pensée.
Laisse-toi sentir le contact,
la proixmité que nous trouvons
muets,comme enchantés,
les jours passent en flots
ne laisse rien derrière sauf
silence,nuit et rêves
Traduction : Dennis Colins.



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Rolf Lislevand and Concerto Stella Matutina first worked on a project in 2011, which would result in a prosperous collaboration in concert series and now, the release of their first album together: Nuove Invenzioni ► Get your copy here: https://SonyClassical.lnk.to/RL-Nuove... The album is a mix of baroque and jazz as well as improvised passages with music arranged for the 12 people orchestra by Andrea Falconieri, Giovanni Girolamo Kapsberger, Girolamo Frescobaldi, Johann Heinrich Schmelzer and Vincenzo Albrici. Bringing the elements of baroque and jazz together and developing a new kind of music by optimizing the instruments of Early Music and giving each instrument section its moment on the recording was the goal of this release. With this intimate and well-mixed recording, the musicians did not aim to create crossover music or fit into any other genre but rather generate a sound that is a symbiosis of different musical elements. Album release: June 15, 2018



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Night tulip
by
Joy Laforme





Vous ne saurez jamais que j’emporte votre âme
Comme une lampe d’or qui m’éclaire en marchant ;
Qu’un peu de votre voix a passé dans mon chant.
(...)
Et vous vivez un peu puisque je vous survis.
Marguerite Yourcenar

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Natalie DESSAY - Michel Legrand
"Les moulins de mon cœur"
(from the movie The Thomas Crown Affair)



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Chaque heure de la vie, de ma vie, est un événement en lui-même complet,
à dépasser sans nostalgie pour l’engager avec confiance dans la suivante,
le monde étant à jamais à découvrir avec ardeur,
même par temps pourri.


– Andrée Ferretti,

Roman non autorisé.




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Those moments when you're accidentally awesome.



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R.I.P.

Stephen Hawking

1942-2018

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Life is an experimental journey undertaken involuntarily.
It is a journey of the spirit through the material world and, since it is the spirit that travels, it is the spirit that is experienced.
That is why there exist contemplative souls who have lived more intensely, more widely, more tumultuously than others who have lived their lives purely externally.
The end result is what matters.
What one felt was what one experienced.
One retires to bed as wearily from having dreamed as from having done hard physical labor.
One never lives so intensely as when one has been thinking hard.

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JOURNEY

I wander in myself
As if in a foreign town
Where I don't know anyone.
The evening streets fill me with fear
And in rainy afternoons
I'm weary and I shiver.
No wish for an adventure,
When the mere walk on the road
Is a true venture,
No memory of another era
Answering the question
"Why have I been brought here?"

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WE SHOULD

We should be born old,
And arrive wise,
To be capable of deciding our worldly fate,
To comprehend from the prime crux what ways begin
And only the wish to walk to feel reckless.
Then should we become younger, and younger, walking,
Mature and strong to arrive
At creation’s gate,
To pass through it and in love entering adolescents,
To be children at our sons’ birth.
Either way, they would then be older than us,
They would teach us to speak, rock us to sleep.
We would disappear even more, becoming even smaller,
Like a grape, like a pea, like a grain of wheat…

by - Ana Blandiana.

Translation by Daria Florea


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Trop de bonheur de Alice Munro

« Pendant très longtemps le passé se détache de nous facilement et, selon toute apparence, automatiquement, parfaitement.
Ce n'est pas tant que les scènes du passé disparaissent mais plutôt qu'elles perdent tout intérêt.
Et puis il se produit un retournement, ce qui était terminé et réglé ressurgit, réclamant l'attention, réclamant même qu'on tente d'y remédier, alors que l'absence et l'impossibilité absolues et tout remède crèvent les yeux.




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Merry Christmas!
Frohe Weihnachten!
Gajan Kristnaskon!
Gladelig Jul!
Hyvää Joulua!
Joyeux Noël
Vrolijk Kerstfeest!
Selamat Hari Natal!
Nollaig Shona Dhuit!
Buon Natale!
Shinnen omedeto!
Selamat Hari Natal!
God Jul!
Boas Festas!
Wesolych Swiat!
Craciun fericit!
Vesele Vianoce!
Feliz Navidad!
Veseloho Vam Rizdva!
Vasel Koleda!
Danistayohihv!
Hoesenestotse!
Kellemes Karácsonyi Ünnepeket!




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It's snowing here! :)


- On loan from Air Toob
with merci -





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But the new said .. NO SNOW !!!!





Pavane, Op. 50: Pavane in F-Sharp Minor, Op. 50 ·
BBC Philharmonic Orchestra Faure: Orchestral Works ℗ 1995 Chandos Released on: 1995-11-01
Conductor: Yan Pascal Tortelier Orchestra: BBC Philharmonic Orchestra Composer: Gabriel Faure



Tom Thomson Maple Saplings October 1916-1917 photo tom Thomson 1916 1917  Maple Saplings octobre_zpsspt8ccqg.jpg

Beautiful Tom Thomson

Maple Saplings (octobre)

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Ready for the Fight: December 29, 1931
Gwen Bearn pulls her sledge laden with snowballs across Hampstead Heath
Fox Photos/Getty
Thursday 18 December 2014


{ This site has a lot of great photos of snow in Great Britain
in years gone by, take a look.} (G)

http://www.standard.co.uk/news/london/frozen-in-time-vintage-london-in-the-snow-8462941.html?action=gallery&ino=5

Thank you my friend David ~








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HAPPY THANKGIVING TO ALL

MY FAMILEYS AND FRIENDS HAVE A GREAT THANKGIVING GOD

BLESS YOU ALL !!!



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A song performed by Chet Baker (trumpet),
Paul Desmond (alto sax),
Bob James (Keyboards),
Ron Carter (contrabass),
Steve Gadd (drums).
Direction and editing: Bruno Barrios Cabrejos



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Il semble qu’un navire autre que tous les autres
Devra, l’heure venue, se montrer sur la mer
Il n’est pas en acier. Ses pavillons
Ne sont pas orangés :
Nul ne sait d’où il vient
Ni à quelle heure on le verra :
Mais tout est prêt
Et il n’est de plus beau salon dressé
Pour ce fugace événement.
L’écume est déployée
Comme un luxueux tapis
Tout d’étoiles tissé,
Et plus loin c’est le bleu,
Le vert, le mouvement ultra-marin,
L’attente générale.
Et les rochers, ouverts,
Lavés, nets, éternels,
Ont été disposés
Sur le sable comme un cordon
De châteaux, un cordon de tours.
Tout
est prêt,
On a invité le silence,
Et les hommes eux-mêmes, toujours distraits,
Espèrent bien ne point perdre cette présence :
Ils se sont habillés comme pour un dimanche,
Ils ont fait briller leurs souliers,
Ils ont passé le peigne en leurs cheveux.
Ils ont vieilli, ils ont vieilli,
Et le bateau n’arrive toujours pas.



Pablo Neruda, « La mer et les cloches » in La rose détachée et autres poèmes (traduit de l’espagnol par Claude Couffon), Ed. Gallimard, 1979.

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Artist ~ Stefano Battaglia ~
Song ~ Ismaro ~
Album ~ Songways ~








Photography for me is not looking, it’s feeling.
If you can’t feel what you’re looking at,
then you’re never going to get others to feel anything when they look at your pictures
~Don McCullin~


Thanks you ! Very nice blog !





Jessie Willcox Smith
I Love My Little Cat
1930s


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