"All this he saw, for one moment breathless and intense, vivid on the morning sky; and still, as he looked, he lived; and still, as he lived, he wondered."
La striscia di oggi del Filobosco mi fa tornare alla mente uno dei grandi rimpianti della mia infanzia. Non aver mai avuto una paperella con cui fare il bagno. La prossima ricorrenza è Natale: chi rimedia?
PS: i piani procedono per metà, sto studiando Teoria e Progetto di Costruzioni e Strutture 2 ma mentirei se dicessi che sto capendo tutto…
Chapter 3 After supper, when the visitors had gone, he went to his room and lay down on the sofa: he wanted to think about the monk. But a minute later Tanya came in. “Here, Andryusha; read father’s articles,” she said, giving him a bundle
Anton Chekhov (1860–1904) was a Russian physician, short-story writer and playwright, and I’m not particularly fond of him, though he’s widely regarded as one of the greatest masters of modern short fiction and who am I to argue? His work is celebrated for its psychological
A few pictures from the recently closed exhibition on Beauty and Ugliness as an aesthetic paradigma in which what’s ideal and what’s grotesque melt together as sides of the same coin. The exhibition featured works by Brueghel (lent from the other exhibition at Palazzo Reale),
Chapter 3 After supper, when the visitors had gone, he went to his room and lay down on the sofa: he wanted to think about the monk. But a minute later Tanya came in. “Here, Andryusha; read father’s articles,” she said, giving him a bundle
Anton Chekhov (1860–1904) was a Russian physician, short-story writer and playwright, and I’m not particularly fond of him, though he’s widely regarded as one of the greatest masters of modern short fiction and who am I to argue? His work is celebrated for its psychological
A few pictures from the recently closed exhibition on Beauty and Ugliness as an aesthetic paradigma in which what’s ideal and what’s grotesque melt together as sides of the same coin. The exhibition featured works by Brueghel (lent from the other exhibition at Palazzo Reale),
9 Comments
Njord
Posted at 07:17h, 10 JulyMha, al più io posso rimediare lo scopettone per il pupazzo di neve…o, forse, la crota per il naso
:-P
babilonia61
Posted at 20:16h, 10 July…poco a poco l’acqua del sapere va al mare, ad abbeverare il futuro, poco a poco, raggiungerai le mete, basta solo lavorare piacevolmente
felicità
…
Rino
Conigliolo
Posted at 02:06h, 11 Julyio ho ben due paperelle inutilizzate.
Intravedo una soluzione
HowlingWolf
Posted at 08:07h, 11 JulyDevo comprarne una per la lupacchiotta (ed una per me, che vivo il tuo stesso dramma), possiamo organizzarci!
Damiani
Posted at 10:58h, 11 Julydai che ce la fai!!!
heraclitus
Posted at 06:59h, 12 Julyquesto sogno mi sembra decisamente realizzabile.
bene. ;-)
Shelidon
Posted at 10:51h, 12 JulyE’ sempre bello avervi tutti vicini, sono commossa. Grazie Heraclitus, Damiani e Rino. Njord, tieniti in standby per la prossima nevicata. Lupo, sono contenta che finalmente il tuo dramma stia per avere fine. E dulcis in fundo, prode Conigliolo sei la mia salvezza: riesci a postarmene una qui, che uso le mie facoltà transustanziatrici? :-p
Conigliolo
Posted at 20:58h, 12 JulyTe la posterò, non dubitare!
Shelidon
Posted at 22:13h, 12 JulyMio eroe