charming

charming, a photo by anbri22 listen on Flickr.

Palazzo Grassi - Bologna

Earth's Hour


Earth Hour, a photo by anbri22 listen on Flickr.

At 8:30 PM on Saturday 26th March 2011, lights will switch off around the globe for Earth Hour and people will commit to actions that go beyond the hour.

Tribute


bougainvillea a photo by anbri22 listen on Flickr.

... to spring!
I for sure hate winter and in these first days of warm sun
I feel happy and with renovated energy!

Padova


Prato alla Valle, a photo by anbri22 listen on Flickr.

Prato della Valle is a 90,000 square meter elliptical in Padova, Italy.
It is the largest square in Italy and one of the largest in Europe.

The sound of water ...


the sound of water ... a photo by anbri22 listen on Flickr.

Everything is ok!
I'm in Padova after a surgery to get out from my deafness.

I'm very happy!

I've met fantastic people and seems that everything is gone well!
I hope to hear soon the sound of a drop falling, for everyone can be
an annoying noise but for me could be something like a music!

L'attesa


the wait is almost over, a photo by anbri22 listen on Flickr.

The wait is almost over

[l'attesa è quasi finita]

Just like from the deck of a ship


just like from the deck of a ship a photo by anbri22 listen on Flickr.

[como de la cubierta de un barco]

... and as an association of thoughts,
If this seems like the deck of a ship,
if today is the day that is ... I stay here
with Neruda's verses passing in my mind ...

Here I love you.
In the dark pines the wind disentangles itself.
The moon glows like phosphorous on the vagrant waters.
Days, all one kind, go chasing each other.

The snow unfurls in dancing figures.
A silver gull slips down from the west.
Sometimes a sail. High, high stars.
Oh the black cross of a ship.
Alone.


Sometimes I get up early and even my soul is wet.
Far away the sea sounds and resounds.
This is a port.

Here I love you.
Here I love you and the horizon hides you in vain.
I love you still among these cold things.
Sometimes my kisses go on those heavy vessels
that cross the sea towards no arrival.
I see myself forgotten like those old anchors.

The piers sadden when the afternoon moors there.
My life grows tired, hungry to no purpose.
I love what I do not have. You are so far.
My loathing wrestles with the slow twilights.
But night comes and starts to sing to me.

The moon turns its clockwork dream.
The biggest stars look at me with your eyes.
And as I love you, the pines in the wind
want to sing your name with their leaves of wire.

Puesta del Sol


puesta del sol a photo by anbri22 listen on Flickr.

People watching sunset at Maspalomas, Gran Canaria.

Lateral Light


lateral light a photo by anbri22 listen on Flickr.

A beautiful moment of light along the road towards Fataga.
The profile of the mountains has something enchanting for me.
All those roads that run through the mountains open infinite possibilities of discovery in my eyes.

Looking at all these possibilities of escape, discovery and alternative routes in this light inevitably leads me to a connection with the lateral thinking ...

Blissful Indifference


blissful indifference a photo by anbri22 listen on Flickr.

A beautiful scene in backlight near the Maspalomas lighthouse.

Roscón de los Reyes


Roscón de los Reyes a photo by anbri22 listen on Flickr.

"Roscón de los Reyes" is a large ring-shaped cake that is decorated with candied fruits; symbolic of the emeralds and rubies that adorned the Three Kings’ robes. In the middle of the cake sits a gold foil cardboard crown. Hidden within the pastry is a porcelain or plastic figurine of a baby to represent Jesus.

Whoever receives the piece of cake with the baby gets to wear the crown and is declared "King" or "Queen" for the day. It some areas, it also means the person is designated to bring the next year’s "Roscón de los Reyes."

I've got the bean ...

Colors from a sunny day


colores de un día soleado a photo by anbri22 from Padova on Flickr.

I don't ask
nothing less, nothing more!