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Other than two ‘big’ blogs, I needed a place to put down my scribbles and breadcrumbs of text / life pills. That's the place for those.

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❝ There is no need to fear any problem you are working on. If you are working on it, then you are influencing the outcome.
It's the problems you don't address that should concern you. — anonymous

Bitonto, Apulia – Italy

This is a view from an old private building in my hometown. Just to say that we live in beauty, but often we aren't aware of our lucks [*]

[*] yes, not everything shines, and many things could be bettere here. But I like to celebrare those small beautiful things I can enjoy.

❝ You pile up enough tomorrows, and you'll find you are left with nothing but a lot of empty yesterdays.
Meredith Wilson

the Mutts

Mutts comics, by Patrick McDonnell is one of those piece of heart that enlighten my heart every single time I read them. Like works by Liz Climo or Bill Whatterson or the masters Charles Schultz and Quino they are at the same time simple, profound, gentle and full of love.

Unfortunately in Italy Mutts did not have a proper editorial success and, as far as I know, only two or three books were published. A drop in the sea in over 30 years of its existence on the comics' market.

It's a pity that a full books of the archived strips seems not to be found, but one of my next goals is to get the ones that have been published.

sad heart in a joyful life

Small progress everyday is still progress

I am living good days, I can hug my child and my wife. Argue with my family but support and receiving support from them. I can live my life like anyone's else "normally". But this year I've been given two exceptional presents. A new heart. And lots of luck.

In these lucky events knowing Loris, and having a great progression after the heart implant were the best one I've had in life (after my wife and my child).

Now Loris has not been so blessed after his transplant. But in those last months of his life he has spread love, courage and strength to lots of people. That will remember him and honor his sacrifices and – I hope – will live their life like he's taught us to do.

of pink and blue

It has begun that time of year when the Sun rises ten minutes after the sound of my alarm. Typically I raise the shutter on the east-facing side of the house, go to the kitchen and start making coffee and the rest of breakfast for my wife, meanwhile giving treats to the cats who have been waiting patiently for at least half an hour for my awakening in anticipation of their tasty snack.

The coffee bubbles in the moka, and the house begins to light up. It is cloudy today, and the sunlight with its soft awakening explodes in a range of pinks and oranges in the sky.

I sit at the table, the room here is facing west and the sky is very cloudy, with a strong mistral moving these immense piles of clouds, the red of the sunrise is reflected on the buildings further on, and a wonderful color contrast is created.

It is a free spectacle that I have been lucky enough to enjoy here at home for the past sixteen years. To be able to enjoy it once again, especially after this year's medical events, has an even more special flavor.
Have a nice day!

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