Archivi tag: Snow

Making tracks – the loss of laughter in Langhe

I haven’t used my ski blades in about ten years. And in that time, I’ve been skiing probably only three to four times. But when the snow comes….so do the itchy feet. And memories. Lots of memories that as I … Continua a leggere

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Waiting for the white lady

Still Nothing As still as Snow We wait for the falling Of snow There is a hint in the air A sparkle Tiny falling shards Suggest she is coming We wait and watch Maybe in our sleep She will arrive … Continua a leggere

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Art and Soul – Photography 2019, part one

I have been taking pictures of wraith-like smoke in the fire, living and breathing behind the glass. Of Langhe dirt, covered in snow, that looks just like a mud cake with icing sugar dusted on top. Pictures of coppi – … Continua a leggere

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Snow lambs

The soothing, comforting chinking of the bells belies the danger. It’s late for lambs. Their bleating fills this little hillside with ideas of motherhood and domesticity. To be broken only by the occasional shout of the shepherds, a whistle or … Continua a leggere

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