montevideo (IV)

“put your soul in the palm of my hand for me to look at, like a crystal jewel. i'll sketch it in words.”

― yasunari kawabata

parque rodó, montevideo. uruguay

take me back to simpler, greener days
of wandering in parks and befriending ducks;
of pressing yellow leaves in books
and falling half asleep under a bright, cold sky.


♥

montevideo (III)

parque rodó, montevideo. uruguay

two months after our short trip to uruguay
i finally had the time to have the photos developed,
and i got to wander again through the green gardens
and pretty art déco houses of parque rodó.


♥

who knows where the time goes

"and i am not alone while my love is near me 
i know it will be so until it's time to go 
so come the storms of winter and then the birds in spring again 
i have no fear of time”

march, 1999.

around this time of the year, some 16 years ago,
when i was not even fifteen and film was still the norm,
and when plastic cameras were not in vogue,
i went away for a few days with a dear school friend
to a little, almost forgotten village
with this cheap and beautifully red rangefinder
and snap some photographs.

a lot of time has passed since
and while i've definitely changed a lot
i've also stayed pretty much the same,
always taking pictures of trees, landscapes and nature.



♥


(boy, i do feel a little old now)

pause (III)

when on the moss-green hill the wandering wind
drowses, and lays his brazen trumpet down,
when snow-fed waters gurgle, cold and brown,
and wintered birds creep from the stacks to find
solace, while each bright eye begins to see
a visionary nest in every tree —
let us away, out of the murky day
of sullen towns, into the silver noise
of woods where every bud has found her way
sunward, and every leaf has found a voice.

― mary webb




in the midst of this work storm i'm currently living in,
a little green pause, of sunnier and outdoorsy days




have a wonderful day

♥

unleashing scent of wild jasmine

“i seem to have loved you in numberless forms, numberless times, 

in life after life, in age after age forever.” 

― rabindranath tagore

october, 2014.

if there's anything i miss from my childhood home
is seeing the patio's floor covered in little white blossoms,
being drunk with the sweet scent of jasmine
on rainy, hot summer nights.


the first thing i'll do whenever we move to a home with a patio or yard
will be to run to the greenhouse and get me some jasmines.


(i'm still here, i'm still busy. soon i will have some free time, i hope)




hope you have a wonderful day

♥

in bloom

"i am losing precious days. i am degenerating into a machine for making money. 
i am learning nothing in this trivial world of men. 
i must break away and get out into the mountains to learn the news."

― john muir

october, 2014.

it's been months since i took a film photograph
and months of me neglecting this blog have passed.
i blame it on too much work,
the increasing costs of film rolls & labs,
and mostly on this little thing called instagram,
which is ever so addictive (and way, way cheaper!)


hopefully, sometime this year m. & i will be proper home owners
and all this effort will have been worth it
and things will be calmer, maybe even easier.
hopefully, i will have time for taking pictures and doing simple things;
and hopefully i'll even be able to get away from the city once or twice.
i miss the countryside
and the mountains
and the sea
and all things wild and free.
i miss them with my body and i miss them with my soul.



♥

pause (II)

“everybody needs beauty... places to play in and pray in where nature may heal and cheer 
and give strength to the body and soul alike.”

― john muir

october, 2014.

a little green break from work
from days not so long past.



hope you have a wonderful day

♥

a sepal, petal, and a thorn

october, 2014.

a sepal, petal, and a thorn
upon a common summer's morn
a flask of dew — a bee or two
a breeze — a caper in the trees
and i'm a rose!

― emily dickinson



have a wonderful day

♥

the spirit of the earth

love me―and i will give into your hands
the rare, enamelled jewels of my lands,
flowers red and blue,
tender with air and dew.

from far green armouries of pools and meres
i'll reach for you my lucent sheaves of spears―
the singing falls, where the lone ousel calls.

when, like a passing light upon the sea,
your wood-bird soul shall clap her wings and flee,
she shall but nest
more closely in my breast.

― mary webb



have a wonderful day

♥

happiness

“live to the point of tears.” 

― albert camus 

 

 

(beautiful video by the lovely ro ville)

october, 2014.
a few weeks ago, both vix and roville came to buenos aires
and i had the wonderful, wonderful chance to meet up with them

we talked for hours at a coffee shop
and then went for a walk to the botanical garden.
we stopped and gaze with joy at the pretty flowers,
screamed like teenage fangirls when we discovered there was free wi-fi,
took too many photos of our feet, frolicked about, stalked a few kitties,
screamed again, quite loudly, when we found a tangerine tree
and laughed and laughed until we cried.

days like these stay with you forever ♥



for a few more photos, you can check roville's post



♥

just a minute in october

(tiny pixel during his first week at home)

three years ago today
pixel came to our home.
so tiny and beautiful
quite the little devil, too ♥

october is almost gone
and while it was a busy month
i got the chance to meet up with friends
and visit beautiful, green gardens.

reading we have always lived in the castle, shirley jackson
watching i tre volti della paura & suspiria
waking up to chirping birds (recorded a few days ago at 5.20 am)
eagerly waiting for the tilia trees to bloom
working quite a lot

have a wonderful day!

♥

montevideo (II)

pocitos, montevideo . uruguay

after finishing our errands on carrasco
we took the bus to pocitos and walked about


♥

montevideo (I)

punta carrasco, montevideo . uruguay

a few weeks ago, we crossed the river and went to uruguay.
it was a short trip of only a day and half,
and even thou we went because we have errands to do,
we still managed to wander around and take a lot photographs
(yes, i might have gone a bit overboard over at instagram)


♥

lilies in the valleys

'gather me lilies in the darkling valleys,
gather me lilies in the valleys of delight!'
'how can i gather lilies with no cloak to cover me,
and no shoes for stony ways, and it the dark night?'
'i will give you shoes of silver and a cloak for rainy weather,
i will set you in a love that laughs and a love that grieves;
i'll hold you and i'll fold you and we'll travel down together
where the lilies shine like seed-pearls in the wet, dark leaves.
and we'll gather the brittle lilies in the valley of delight,
and up from mossy mountains shall spring the lilied morning
like our love from the valley - from the valley of the night'

― mary webb



have a wonderful day

♥

botanical (III)

“we are all as full of echoes as a rocky wood--
echoes of the past, reflex echoes of the future, and echoes of the soil”

― mary webb 

august, 2014

there's no film friday today
instead, some little photos of past days



hope you have a lovely weekend

♥

greenhouse

“those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find reserves of strength that will endure as long as life lasts.” 

― rachel carson 

august, 2014. 

while i continue to work a lot
a short & little green pause
from days not so long past


hope you have a wonderful day

♥