welcome to my place.

Ok, as I felt like spring was coming (...and than it snowed, and is still snowing...) I begun my 2010 spring cure.
First I paintend white my small entryway and here the result:


ok, not so easy to take pictures...hope it gives the idea. The courtain covers a small hiding-place. The entry gives acces to dining room, sitting room, bathroom and bedroom.
What do you think?

Today I had a gift from a friend. She is a sweet collegue too.
It has been the first macaroon I received!
I'd like to offer it to you.
Have a great friday. I'll try to do my best.

I had this wardrobe in my room. It's following me from my first home. Every time i've changed home I disassembled it and assembled it again.
The furnitures of my room are so different that sometimes I felt like living in a storeroom. So I decided: I have to tidy it. Right Now!
So I throw away lot of stuff I amassed during the years. And than...I disassembled the wardrobe and I move it to my father basement.
So...I live on the third floor. No elevator. I had to bring one piece at time as they are quite big.
And than I put everything into my small car and reach my parents home (very close to my home). There I help my father...and I came back to clean and move the drawer, the lamps, almost everything in the room.
So now my bedroom is for sure better...i'm finished but i'm happy.
Have a good monday!

The Talamoni of Palazzo Davia Bargellini, Bologna (XVII)

Sunny day (at last) so I had a walk and a lunch out in a cosy (and cheap) restaurant.
Historic centre was so crowded in the after noon that I must return home...directly into my bed.
I realized, not nowadays actually, that my life start to "decline" enough years ago. So it's time to change. It was already time to change last yera and the year before...but I have no time left.
First I must change my attitude. Stop complaining - at first - and look for goodness everyday.
Second I must find new friends. I broke with lot of people, sometimes it was my fault. Non always.
Third...I want to move to another place, I want to find a place I can call home, not only house.
Will I succed? Let's try.

it was a white day

Saturday we had our art white night. It was cold, so cold. But there was the moon. On Sunday I woke up and the word was really white, once again.
I had a trip (I had to), I drove through the hills close to Bologna

I found the path in the silent wood, i guessed it was harder.Thank You Saint Luca, You are still taking care of Us from the top of your hill
I dreamt of a warm home, just above the field, at the end of the word.

still winter

Now that snow is melting, freezing, and melting again, word seems more dirt than I remember.
Fortunately sky is so blue...and this mornig, as I open the window, dawn warmed me up.

Ok, 2010 has began. 13 days aren't enough to judge a year, are they?
I was happy 2009 finished as it was not an easy year. Nothing so bad...but nothing so good as well.
It finished leaving some restlessness in me.
As usual, I have lots of whishes for the new year, so many things that I HAVE to do.
Has still a whish list a sense if I know I won't do almost anything of what I dreamt?
What I know for sure is that 2009 end of the year was colder than last ten years: