A photo I dug up from my files which to me is the definition of architecture at its best.
Each country differentiates itself by their food, art and architecture, this is the facade
of a house in the suburbs of Sint-Moritz.
I have a hard time letting go of posting & getting on with restoring. I already know how to reduce the pixels which I have just done now with these two photos and feel I have climbed a step on the ladder of the blog-world 😉
I wanted to share with you this photo that seemed comical at the time. Imagine waking up one morning to see (I’m speaking of fantasy but this one is real!) a castle in your backyard! I wondered how the people living next to it felt with that as a view. Can you picture it?
As a follow up of the poem I published yesterday I’m posting you this
video on you tube which does justice to the beauty of the place.
Enjoy it!
This poem was created soon after the count down hence the ” opening of… ” title
and is a result of a few summer days in a world full of dream and fantasy.
We had an amazing apartment-guide service from someone called Massimo Levis,
His references are,
massimolevis@gmail.com
Happy, healthy and serene new year!
Venice
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Venice the beautiful
You sell dream by the load
The world envies you
Their imitation such pale
Reproduction!
The language that sings
“ Permesso “ in a quivering note
The Tabacchi, the stamps,
The postcards, sent hastily
To share, those seconds
Counted, this marvel.
This town so beautiful
That sells dream,
By the load
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Venise
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Venise la belle
Tu vends du rêve à la pelle
Le monde te jalouse
Leurs imitations si pâle
Reproduction !
La langue qui chante
« Permesso « en note frémissante
Les Tabacchi , les timbres,
Les cartes postales, envoyé à la hâte
Pour partager, ces secondes
Compté, cette merveille.
Cette ville si belle
Qui vend du rêve,
A la pelle